Shout Outs

I have no patience for assholes. Zip. Zilch. Zero. Zada. Get the point? So when someone in my life acts like a real asshole, it makes me wonder why I associate with them in the first place. I don't feel like I should be "scared" of someone who I believed (?) was or is my friend, but here I am, scared. I feel like the person hates me and everything I do. I'm scared to do something wrong for fear that I will get hollered at and the silent treatment for a week. I don't like people who play their emotions out on others. It bothers me profusely. As much as I can run my mouth on this blog and on other subjects, I have the hardest time confronting someone when something they do is upsetting me. This has been going on for months. It got worse before I was in the hospital and completely horrid once I got out. The only thing that I can conclude is that our friendship was based soley on booze. This hurts. It hurts losing a friend. It hurts when someone I placed my friendship in walks all over me and treats me like shit. It rips me apart when they talk behind my back and I can hear it.

Yes, I'm very fucking upset. If you're reading this, you know who you are you rat bastard. If you continue to treat people like crap, you will die a lonely old person who has lost everyone important in your life. I'm done with you.

Ok, now I'm on to talk to my cool buddies who read this and leave me nice comments and such. You guys rock!

My muscles are screaming and swearing at me right now but I love it. I like being able to feel that I actually had a good workout. I know that I have used all my muscles when it hurts to get off the couch and walk to the refrigerator to eat another fudgsicle. Or when my arms kill me as I life another soda towards my face.

A shout out to Katie--NMU students get free skiing on Feb 5th at Mount Bohemia. Do you still have your ID card? *winks* Wanna go? We could carve up some sweet moves on those slopes and leave everyone in the dust. Otherwise I'm coming home the weekend of the 29th. We have to go skiing again.

How about some more shout outs? I'm having fun...

JJ and Kayla--how is the teaching going? I think JJ should tell us more about it in his blog and that Kayla should start a blog so that I can read it. It would be totally grand. And when are you guys coming to Marquette? I kid, I kid. I know how busy you are.

Tim--how about those plans to Chicago during spring break? Is it still a go? This is the first time I have plans during spring break EVER. So I'm pretty excited. Even if we can't get down to Chicago, I promise Dusty and I will come harrass you in the cheese town.

Ruppe--Leave me a comment, dammit. I know you're reading this lovely bloggie thing of mine. At least give me some ideas on the lovely topics you'd like to read about.

Jaime--I hate you. You complain about 60 degree weather. Hehe, joking. I am jealous though. Keep up the good blog work! I love hearing about your travels in Costa Rica.

Dusty--Last but not least. You are a poopyhead. Love ya bunches, kid.

If I missed anyone, drop me a line and you will get a shout out the next post. Until then, kids. Smooches and cheese.