She's My Favorite Non Human Person

In life we, as people, try to surround ourselves with people we believe to have like or similar mind sets as ourselves. It's always hard to find out that someone you are close to is not the type of person you thought they were.

What's worse is when these people are people you have the utmost respect for.

Due to past experience I have become a person who hates to see people treated poorly by people who "really care about them." It's just so frustrating. I have never particularly cared for selfish, self-centered people. And to have people I really truly respect turn out to be this way disappoints me, and makes me extremely sad. I really don't know how to explain this without going into detail (which is something I really can't do). To put it simply I am so done with dealing with "fake" people, and if you try to pull that kind of crap with me I will call you on it. If you really don't give a shit about people other than yourself, have the mother effing balls to say so. I am more likely to respect you and not look at you like some nasty two-faced piece of monkey poo.... *sigh*

I think that's as much "venting" on that topic that I can safely get away with without this post turning into a never ending stream of profanity.

Onto another frustrating issue: This messed up weather! If things don't warm up and/or de-ice by the 24th, we won't be going anywhere for Christmas. We are supposed to be at Collin's aunt's house (she lives in Portland) for Swedish Christmas on the 24th, and then on Christmas day we are supposed to go pick my brother in Corvallis and go to my grandma's for dinner in Sheridan. BTW, Swedish Christmas is when we eat Swedish meatballs with white sauce, palt (which is potato dumplings with crumble bacon in the middle), and other interesting dishes. One of these interesting dishes is lutefisk which is this nasty gray gelatenous thing that was once cod. Check out this link to wikipedia if you want more info: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lutefisk All I know is that it has to taste nasty if the only way it is enjoyable is when it is doused in white sauce and butter... Just... Eww...

And in case you were curious, it's Spaz. She is my favorite non human person. She's also an awesome space heater.

Now to read more about how men are rubberbands. This book is very interesting (still reading Men Are From Mars Women Are From Venus).

Au Revoir!