Bitchfest 2k6

or, it's easier to be cranky at the moment....

It's one of those things where when you've been happy for so long, it feels good to be angry. It could be over stupid shit, like it is right now, or it could be some not-so-stupid shit, which is also the case.

I have very little to complain about on the relationship front. The complaints I have are very minor... things like not returning phones calls, or if we're supposed to hang out, tell me where you're going to be. Minor, yes, annoying, yes as well. But after two years, if that's my biggest gripe, I count myself as doing pretty well. Dog knows there was a long list during the marriage, which is why getting divorced was really a good thing. Didn't think so then, but hey... it's a forest-for-the-trees sorta thing.

Yet, here I am, home on a Friday night, blogging on fucking myspace because clearly, my life is that boring. I'll probably fire up the PS2 here in a bit, or maybe work on the web stuff I need to get done. Who knows. Regardless, I'm here and the man is who knows where.

That's not what makes me angry. What makes me angry are people who lie, who manipulate, who need to control everything. People who do this to their own family, to kids who are trying to find the good, the redeemable parts -- and are getting used.

You can't make someone love you, you can't make up for being a shitty parent. Kids aren't there for convenience or to make you look good. Nothing is gained by forcing a kid to take sides.

I don't fucking know. I've run out of steam on this one. I guess the bottom line is that I hate people.

At least right now I do.

P.S. The flash light I bought at Cabela's tonight doesn't work. Woo fucking hoo.