Grouches

BF: it amazes me how much you can worry over one person not liking you.



It may shock you, reader-type, but not everyone likes me. Likewise, I don't like everyone. I've worked very hard in the last few years on manners and treating people well...after being rather shocked at certain behavior. BUT TODAY I AM AT MY LIMIT OF HOLDING BACK. So totally openly and honestly, let me just say:

-I talked to you about my sister's incredibly difficult death. That does NOT mean you should write a sketch about a similar family situation, ending with one sister smothering the other in a hospital room. No, that would be awful to do.

- it is not your business if I do or do not attend church, nor does my relationship with god influence your life in any significant way.

-If you insist on spreading horrible rumors about me, don't be surprised when I comment on that extra few tires you're carrying around your belly.

-yes, I will be be on the phone the entire time you try and sign me up for your charity. I don't donate to foundations interupting my conversation, on the street, every damn morning.

-you don't like me. Telling your friends that I need to be fucked into silence is in poor taste; telling them so on an online forum is idiotic.

-we broke up. Handle it. Handle it like you're not 12 and a girl.

-you don't like dogs. You live in a dog friendly apartment building. FAIL.



WHEW.

normally I'm a very sweet girl.

Did I mention I adore my boyfriend?