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Sick of drunks

I confess that I’m losing my patience having to be around too many drunks. I have compassion. I know they’re sick. Two of them are relatives and they’re both good people with kind hearts. But they’re completely obnoxious to be around. They’re loud and clueless about how their behaviour affects the people around them. They’re both flat broke and mooch off of the rest of us and spend what little money they do have on booze and cigarettes. They’re constantly in some kind of trouble that the rest of us end up having to deal with. Rarely have I ever heard either of them acknowledge their own responsibility for the state of their lives; it’s always someone else’s fault. So right now I’m fed up. I don’t want to be around them. I’m sick of listening to their drunken rants and I’m sick of cleaning up their messes, literally and figuratively. I wish I could just walk away and wash my hands of the both of them. But, I love them and I feel trapped by that.

She wants a quiet life

Which sounds perfect to me. I just want to pamper her, love her, cook for her and most of all comfort her and make her smile that little smile that melts my heart. I wish she believed me when I say she eclipses all women. I'm so sad.

I saw

The Lat Duel and the misogynistic attitudes in the film actually reminded me a lot of my own family and attitudes I’ve come across as an unmarried woman. Could it be that we are still quite medieval?

Cautiously getting festive.

Maybe it's all the grumpy people. Maybe it's the down pouring rain. Maybe it's that there's been so much loss for so many this year, that my massive loss doesn't feel alone with it. But I had a very thanks giving. A little chicken and rice a roni by myself. My room mates each had thanks givings by themselves. I stock shelves right now instead of my glory days, but I stock Halloween Candy. I stock Christmas stuff. I got this job as a side hustle to not spend time alone. Yesterday I was at a training session and the person my company made me car pool with(not reimbursed or nothing either) turned out to be my age and listen to the same music I do. I am surrounded by sad and grumpy and burnt out people, but unlike last winter where the spark fading from crashing down from a top a mountain, the spark in people is glowing. Every one has seemingly had their a** kicked recently. Maybe it is family. maybe it is covid. maybe it is that they worked so much, they did not get isolated but are now burnt out. whatever the case, the spirt in me in flickering brighter than I could have imagined. facing lonely head on in a society full of sad, may make this holiday season something special.

Think I fell in love with a poet

and I'm not so jaded anymore. I wish he could understand that I didn't want to just have sex. I just have a habit of starting with that, and assuming that's all men want from me. I don't feel beautiful, or intellectual, or skillful, or interesting. That doesn't mean those things are true, but as a result, I've always used my body as a means to feel less alone.

Climate Protesters

What drives me crazy about these people is that they breed kids. What do they think is wreaking havoc on the environment??? Please educate yourselves people!

Let me hermit

I am socially drained. People keep asking me to hang out and I just can't do it. I just want to tell everyone I know to go away. The more they tell me I need to get out more, the less I want to. Why can't people respect boundaries?


If I saw Bigfoot and I had a gun————I would yell and try get it’s attention. Why haven’t any of the people in the sighting videos done this? Stunned? You do it with a bear...why not Bigfoot.

Needa get better

I am terrible at freezing meat after I buy it. I just put it all in the freezer on the best by day.

Good choice

My 3 cats which I've had over the past 28 years have always been there for me and very loving. Much more supportive than family in the prairies. Cats are amazing.


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