Creativity FAIL
Feb. 20th, 2009 08:33 pmToday, I just busied myself with stuff about the flat. Creativity fled me.
It was last night. Someone in my family has a habit of sucking all the joy out of the day, moaning and ranting at me like an old woman, incapable of finding satisfaction or joy in anything I do or say.
So I tell this worthless individual to go and do something unpleasant to themselves ... and that's when the arguments flare up.
But there's still resentment and anomie, and it's an issue that this person has that must be addressed, away the hell from me.
Naming no names, mind you. Just that this one person has no idea of how to be graceful when things go my way. This person has lived their life. All their opportunities were thrown away. Now it's my turn, and they can't let go off the resentment.
Tough luck, SOB. It is my turn to shine. You had your chance, and you stuffed up. Deal. Just don't expect me to be nice to you when you start moaning like an old fishwife.
I win. You lose. I prevail. Fuck you. Easy as that.
It was last night. Someone in my family has a habit of sucking all the joy out of the day, moaning and ranting at me like an old woman, incapable of finding satisfaction or joy in anything I do or say.
So I tell this worthless individual to go and do something unpleasant to themselves ... and that's when the arguments flare up.
But there's still resentment and anomie, and it's an issue that this person has that must be addressed, away the hell from me.
Naming no names, mind you. Just that this one person has no idea of how to be graceful when things go my way. This person has lived their life. All their opportunities were thrown away. Now it's my turn, and they can't let go off the resentment.
Tough luck, SOB. It is my turn to shine. You had your chance, and you stuffed up. Deal. Just don't expect me to be nice to you when you start moaning like an old fishwife.
I win. You lose. I prevail. Fuck you. Easy as that.