SOME FUCKING JACKASS....
...with a clipboard is fucking stalking me in my own house. I dont know who the fuck he is, but he's about to get an earful of "get the fuck off my property." I have absolutely no clue who this could be, but for the past couple of weeks, the son of a bitch has zoomed up to my house and rang the doorbell, practically as soon as I've gotten home from work.
I usually have my front door open, but no more...it pisses me off, something fierce - in case you couldnt tell. Tonight, as soon as I laid down for a nap, the doorbell rang. FUCK OFF.
Well, a few hours later - I opened up the front door and I'll be damned if the mother fucker didnt show up again! I hurried up, slammed the front door and disappeared. I'm so irritated I could scream. I pay my bills, so its not like he's a collection agent (by the way, I cant even imagine having to deal with that sort of shit, if its anything like this!). Now I dont even feel like I can go for a bike ride tonight because - what if he's here when I come back?
I dont care who he is, I just want him to go away. And if I do interface with him, he wont get a chance to identify himself because he will be told to get the fuck off my property or I'm calling the police.
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I had an "equipment failure" with the plumber this weekend..I'm not on the pill anymore, and super paranoid since my sister just told me last week THAT SHE'S KNOCKED UP. I had to take "Plan B" - or, the "Morning after pill" - surprisingly, I've had no side effects (well, except for the 5 minutes that I got super dizzy today), so hopefully if there was anything wanting to implant itself - it won't. I think I'm gonna investigate sterilization. All this worry and trying to find a good method of BC is exhausting. I dont plan on using my girl parts for producing another human, so I may as well render them ineffective. I cancelled my order for the $500 Lady Comp referenced in another post, because I was pissed off at the plumber, decided he wasnt worth $500, and I wasn't going to see him anymore! Well the latter went out the window...so flipping HOT he is..I swear, I see him and my clothes practically jump off my body on their own...haaaaaaaaaaaaaa..
Oh well, got to run, dinner is ready..sweet corn from my own garden..MMMM!
I usually have my front door open, but no more...it pisses me off, something fierce - in case you couldnt tell. Tonight, as soon as I laid down for a nap, the doorbell rang. FUCK OFF.
Well, a few hours later - I opened up the front door and I'll be damned if the mother fucker didnt show up again! I hurried up, slammed the front door and disappeared. I'm so irritated I could scream. I pay my bills, so its not like he's a collection agent (by the way, I cant even imagine having to deal with that sort of shit, if its anything like this!). Now I dont even feel like I can go for a bike ride tonight because - what if he's here when I come back?
I dont care who he is, I just want him to go away. And if I do interface with him, he wont get a chance to identify himself because he will be told to get the fuck off my property or I'm calling the police.
**********************
I had an "equipment failure" with the plumber this weekend..I'm not on the pill anymore, and super paranoid since my sister just told me last week THAT SHE'S KNOCKED UP. I had to take "Plan B" - or, the "Morning after pill" - surprisingly, I've had no side effects (well, except for the 5 minutes that I got super dizzy today), so hopefully if there was anything wanting to implant itself - it won't. I think I'm gonna investigate sterilization. All this worry and trying to find a good method of BC is exhausting. I dont plan on using my girl parts for producing another human, so I may as well render them ineffective. I cancelled my order for the $500 Lady Comp referenced in another post, because I was pissed off at the plumber, decided he wasnt worth $500, and I wasn't going to see him anymore! Well the latter went out the window...so flipping HOT he is..I swear, I see him and my clothes practically jump off my body on their own...haaaaaaaaaaaaaa..
Oh well, got to run, dinner is ready..sweet corn from my own garden..MMMM!
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