DISAPPOINTMENT ... and other realities.

Hello, Non-Readers! I'm SURE you have been wondering just WHERE the fuck I have been these past few weeks, haven't you? Oh, YES, as much as I've been wondering if Universal Health Care is JUST around the corner --- read: NOT!

Okay, so here's tonight's rant and rave and, HEY, wouldn't you like some CHEESE with that WHINE? BITCH! Oh, where to start!? Well, let's talk about OTHER peoples' problems first, 'k?

My Dear Little Sis is going through MAJOR upset and tragedy, and I REALLY wish I could be there to help her out. But I can't, and I won't be .. which sucks and tears my heart out, but that is just part of the Life On Your Own Life, right? Right. Anyway, here's a BRIEF synopsis --- she had to deal with and DID deal with and SURVIVED a Breast Cancer Scare last Fall --- YAYYY!!! COULD NOT be HAPPIER, especially since genetically, she really didn't stand a chance. But, HEY, DURING all that, her partner/hubby of 25+ years decided to deal with her fear and angst and anger and worry and emotional turmoil by fucking a silicone-enhanced psycho bitch from hell (which, I know, is actually being redundant! NOT one to stereotype in ANY way by nature, EXPERIENCE has shown me silicone and head problems go hand-in-hand ... sorry, that's just the way it IS, guys! BE WARY!!!). Well, HELL, My Little Sis found out early in '09, he fessed up, he did "all the right things," promised to cut it off, apologized, even told the KIDS about it, and begged for forgiveness --- and they were "working it out." Well, SHOCKER, come to find out a week or so ago, she contacted him via email or whatever, and even though she hasn't been sucking his cock lately (and, hey guys, isn't that REALLY all it takes? A good, "closing" blow-job? How SAD is that?), they HAVE been carrying on a covert writing/calling campaign. Well, Sis found out again, and she kicked him out. GOOD FOR HER/what a DUMBASS HE was to think that was OK -- but, not so uncommon. I'm a guy, so I KNOW guys SUCK, although I have lost The Love Of My Life because she did the same thing on the other side --- SHE was the cock-sucker! ANYWAY --- moving on! My heart bleeds and cries for my Little Sister, whom I would throw my fat ass in front of a TRAIN if it meant she could live another day.

MY end. I am in band which normally involves three people cranking out the tunes and rocking the house. When we're rockin', we ROCK THE HOUSE!!! PROBLEM is, the band is mostly booked by the chick singer who has WAY overly-developed delusions of grandeur (to be fair, that depends on what day you catch her on), who has always wanted to be a Country Music Star, and has about as much chance of doing so as Britney Spears has a chance to win Mother Of The Year (in other words, not LIKELY --- but FAR from realistic!). A few days ago, she "asks" me to remove pictures from a MySpace site, which I maintain for the BAND (read: a band that has been around since 1986, and has MANY fans from "the old days"), as opposed to HER MySpace/dot-com site that is ALL about HER, oh, and a MENTION of the band that ALLOWS her to sing for a living, since (NOT trying to be mean, really) the BEST she could do WITHOUT us is to what she did BEFORE us --- make a few bucks here and there singing to Karaoke tracks! I say no, she says, Oh yes you WILL!, I explain WHY I said no, she says, oh yes you WILL, because I SAID SO, I say fuck off, etc., etc., etc. In other words, petty, but a matter of pride. This is a LONG going problem -- she, being a Princess, raised to believe the World OWES her, believes that age-old idea, "You work for me, therefore you must RESPECT me, and DO WHAT I SAY, no matter what;" myself being raised with the thought, "you work for me, do what I say ON THE JOB, but to get your respect, I know I must EARN it." Nothing new under the sun, that VERY old concept of, "respect is EARNED," but this wench is too self-involved and indoctrinated by her condescending Daddy to understand that.

BOTTOM LINE: The "core" of my band ismeeting Monday night to hash this out. There will be (for ME, whether I outwardly acknowledge it or NOT) one of two outcomes --- The Bitch will agree, she is SADLY lacking and needs to EARN respect and stop treating me like her BITCH; OR (the MOST likely), The Bitch will hold to her thought that I should NEVER question her orders, that SHE is the LEADER of the band (and don't even get me STARTED about how far she fails in THAT respect!!) and I am but a lowly SUBORDINATE --- AND ....

I'll pack my bags, get ready to go ... I love my BEST FRIEND, RON, but I can't take no more. I really hate to think that I MUST go!! So, hug me, and cry for me --- tell me that you tried for me ... I'll believe that, but I'll let you go. I'm leavin' on a jet plane, don't know if I'll be back again ....

Ciao

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