Something Positive

Just kidding.

My boss is an asshole.
Don’t get me wrong…He has good hygiene and resembles in no way a dirty smelly rectum…it’s just his attitude.  I think his wife hates him and treats him like shit at home…this fuels his desire to make me into his bitch at work.  Problems arise, however, because I am extremely strong willed.  He pushes and I push back harder.  This defeats him.

I haven’t been fired from this job…I’d say the ratio of jobs I’ve had to jobs I’ve been fired from is 5:6.  Perhaps higher.

It must hurt though; living life with a cactus in your urethra.

Alleviated

Crisis builds…anxiety sets in…questions arise, then I start avoiding.  Spending 4 days in my basement playing an over glorified online DnD.  Finally it comes to a head.  We fight, we makeup we fuck.  Being married is great.

Never have I felt so much love for someone.  Never have I felt so much Hate.  Never have I been so hurt.  never have I been so healed.  Is the bad worth the good…if the good is so good.  Good good makes the bad badder.  Is there relational lithium?  Level us out…so things just are.  That’s a recipe for disaster right?

No Divorce she said.  what would we do with the dog…with the memories of the REALLY good times.  Two broken people one broken marriage…I would never leave the keyboard again…just to fuck strangers and throw smelly tissues into the toilet.