Today I was again distracted. My sleep was restless, had dreams of Miss M and Miss Cherry. At first dream I moved in together with Miss M. No, we didn’t date, were just friends. And yes, we moved to same flat at this really high and somehow odd building at some big city somewhere. What [...]
Two Figure Skaters, That’s What We Are.
Tired as hell, hangover, long nail marks at my back and shoulders, headache and yes, my parents visiting. What a lovely morning that was, then, long time ago. (Feels even longer time now than it actually was.) Brewed some coffee for my dad, fetched biscuits and after all the idle chit-chat went for a quick [...]
To Burn the Bridges
Burn them, burn them all. Why is it so difficult? Perhaps ’cause they won’t burn. There’s someone always at the other end or some asshole trying to build it from the ashes. Sometimes the asshole is yours truly. Sometimes the reason for rebuilding is uncertainty, sometimes fear. Sometimes hope. Nevertheless. Burn, baby burn.
That Just Isn’t My Cup of Tea
I think it was midsummer festivites here in Finland, years ago. I was with my friends up at Pohjanmaa, in this famous (?) beach resort. Rented a cottage, was nice. Some barbeque, heavy drinking, games, you know. All the normal shit. At midsummer day’s eve we went to this local place. Not really a pub, [...]
Trying to Flip It Around
Boy oh boy is today’s Dilbert a good sample of conversation between Your’s Truly and miss S. Just read it yourself: (No copyrights here, sorry).
Losin’ Control
Losing control of my temper, finally. Have had fucking enough of nightly sms’s, constant whining about me doing everything wrong and not caring about it and all the other stuff. There has to be a change. I’m sick and tired of all this shit. It has been going for years now. It can’t go on [...]
Plain fucking stupid.
I am plain fucking stupid. What else can it be when I don’t understand that “turn right, then left and go up the stairs” actually means “turn right, then left, then before the stairs take the other stairs and climb 3 storeys, turn left”? According to my lovely spouse that is the case. And yes, [...]
If I Was a Gambling Man…
If I was a gambling man, I wouldn’t put my money on our thing. I’m aggressive. She is just normal. I do all this stuff which is offensive, nasty and what else. She doesn’t do anything. If she does something, it’s my fault. ‘Cause I made her do it. Oh well. I wouldn’t bet. Not [...]
May I Remind You?
May I remind you, my dear and oh-so-lovely possibly-to-be ex-spouse, that hitting people isn’t a hobby you can do whenever you like? May I remind you, that everything I do isn’t meant as harming you? May I remind you, that as clever or intelligent you may think I am, I’m not really that intelligent? Why [...]
One thing, one thing only.
Why do I keep on going? Why do I swallow all this shit? There’s only one reason, only one. And that reason is definetly not my “lovely” spouse.
