Random Facts #54

faggot has nothing to do with their sexuality

same as niggers has nothing to do with black

 

Eh...yeah...it's kind of an inherent term. There aren't many gray areas with ****** and faggot. I think you and I usually see eye to eye but there isn't anything very confusing about those terms. If you want to make a point...at least have the balls to make that point. Don't try to say "I saw some dudes kissing each other but they're fucking faggots because they littered!" That's silly.

 

Even tho I'm from the south, I was not raised to be a racist. I never even heard the n word until riding on the school bus...had to ask Mama what it meant when I came home. I don't care what black people call themselves, I'm not using that word, nor the one that ends with an a.

and even though I've heard more than once that the n word isn't "just for blacks", I still think this derogatory term is primarily reserved for black (or mixed) people...

It would absolutely never occur to me to call anyone a faggot, to their face or behind their back deargod...I didn't even like typing that word.
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Aeri, that is just so terribly sad about that car wreck... :-(

 

I'm considering going out with a man I recently met.

I told him we would have to meet somewhere and he would have to be "vetted" by my best friend. I laughed, but I was serious too.

He said that would be fine, and made some really nice suggestions for places to meet and eat and talk. He gave me his number and let me know there would be no drama involved. (I'm a drama-hater, especially in a relationship.)

IF I do this, it will be the 1st man I've gone out with since the year 2000...and I'm still not willing for it to be "just us"...bff would have to be there, at least for the vetting process.

He called me a firecracker... :rofl: little does he know

OH - and he is a "man of color" - as he put it. lol

 

Lynn, thank you for thinking of that family.

 

Brownie Brown is sitting in my lap as I lean across the sofa, where the Anus is set up in the middle.

He will NOT let me be without a LOT of trouble.

He is training me well.

 

Clothes are packed.

Towels are in the dryer.

I have to pack toiletries.

I also have to give myself a manicure and pedicure, which I completely fucking forgot about.

I still have to shower.


I don't think the dishes will be getting washed by me, lol

...about 2 1/2 to 3 hours before blast off...

 

Make a run for it while you can!!

I went to go visit the old man today. He's back in the hospital...again. It was the best visit I've had with him since he went downhill but it wasn't because he's getting better. He was kind of in and out....laughing and joking around with us....but not really "there". He no longer understands where he is and what's going on but he does know that he's going to die soon. He'll tell you that. But he had me cracking up today and he was laughing right along with me.

One little exchange....

Me: I tried to sneak in a beer for you but they caught me.
Him: <eyes light up thinking I brought a beer and then looked at me like I was an idiot for getting caught>
Me: I'll try harder next time. Do you want a Bud or an IPA? (he hates IPAs)
Him: I don't care.
Me: I thought you didn't like my beer?
Him: I like them now. My rule is no more than 8 or 10 beers a day!
Me: Yeah? You're going to drink 10 IPAs if I bring them?
Him: You're damn right I will!

Keep in mind...this was with him opening and closing his eyes and having to let his oxygen catch up with him. But he's one tough old dude! His wife told me that a switch seemed to flip in his head yesterday and he hasn't really understood what's going on since then. Today he was saying "What are we waiting for?" and "I have to change my clothes before we go". "I don't know where my shoes are. They must be in the back seat".

Aside from joking around about beer and women.....if we read between the lines....he's clearly planning on making a trip soon and I won't be going with him. Not yet anyways. I will go see him again tomorrow and I will be bringing him that beer. The staff was pretty clear. He won't be getting out of the hospital this time. It will be our last beer together.

 

I wish I had of had that chance with either my grampas....I didn't know either of them....one was a recluse and I met him when he was like 94 and the other died when I was a toddler....

 

It's something to be thankful for. I'm basically his only grandchild because my brother hasn't seen or talked to him for about 25 years (because he's a selfish, immature motherfucker....I love him to death but he has no reason to act like he does). I have other family on my dads side who live in different states and we don't keep in touch very often so once grandpa goes...I'll mostly be on my own. I'll still have my mom but she isn't in any way a mentor of mine. It's mostly me and the old man (and my wife and kids of course).

 

Part of me wants to call my brother and tell him what's going on because I feel like he should care but I know he will just spin things into how he feels wronged from the past.....his illusion of shit that simply never happened the way he thinks it did but he's too fucking proud to admit he's wrong. He has even wrote off our own mom under the same bullshit mentality. He hasn't talked to her for maybe 5 years.

It really makes my blood boil just thinking about it. It's always about him and his absolute renditions of a reality that never happened. He fucked grandpa over because of his ego. Grandpa should have had two grandchildren and access to all of his great-grandchildren but because the old man forgot to send him a card or some shit for his birthday when we were teenagers.....now there is whole bullshit story that evolved that justified him being a fucking prick for this long? He's lucky he still has me because I'm literally the only family member he stays in touch with.

And that's why I'm not going to call him. It will get ugly and I'm in no mood to be someone you want to fucking tangle with tonight. He doesn't even give a fuck. And that almost brings a tear to my eye....how can you just forget him and not even care? I don't get it. I love grandpa so much and my brother just doesn't give a fuck.

I guess I'm just venting and thinking out loud on HF. I'm sorry.

 

RF... The day that doesn't start out with massive amounts of pain will be the day after I had died. (hopefully in my sleep, but somehow I know that won't be the case)




Back to work...

 

tyrson what caused your original injury?..

I watched a drug show about heroin in ohio last night.....6 people every day die of a heroin overdose in ohio.....that seemed shockingly high until they showed the paramedics....these dudes are carrying narcan around in their pockets for chrissakes......

one dude....they showed him doing something called ''hot railing'' with really pure meth......you heat up the bottom of the glass tube with a torch and you snort the meth through the red hot tube....it vaporizes as you snort....the clouds of meh smoke coming fro this dudes mouth and nostrils was sickening....apparently yopu cannot do this with cut meth or the cut will burn into your nostrils....ouch

 

uke:

 

Yeah, Ohio is fucked as far as drug abuse goes... Way too many guys wanting out, no matter what the cost. There's something weird about this state and people wanting out. I won't touch that shit... Not even doctor prescribed, IF you could even get a dr's prescription these days. Opiates never worked for me anyways... Like I want to sit around all fucked up and still be in pain... Yeah! that'd be fun.





As far as my "original injury", I guess I was born into it, or as one doctor said I "just wore my body out working way over the top". Degenerated disc and arthritic conditions at 20... Chronic muscle pain before I was 40. 12 years ago I was told not to lift anything heavier than 15 pounds, to which I responded " you just told me I can't even go grocery shopping, fuck that!" And I just keep pounding the shit out of my body. Not much choice really, there's too much to do and I'm the only one here to do it.

 

sanding my sisters front deck....its too hot out there already so I decided to get the deckwsh instead for her back deck....sales lady told me to come back tomorrow night and get it on sale before Thursdays big sale...I thought that was cool....she could have let me buy it and say nothing...I never would have known

also bought some masks because this paint is old and likely not good for my lungs

 

rent a floor sander @home depot ..

 

RF: Hella storm headed this way.

 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zUJKR65FxMk
I got nothing..

 

things were going awesome today



but then i woke up