Wolf's Den

So, took care of the social security card bit.

TRIED to take care of the renewal of Driver's License bit. I will never understand why if you're renewing, you have to take the fool tests all over again. Which, i couldn't do, as I need new contacts, and my eye appointment isn't until NEXT Thursday.

On a good note, I don't need my SSN card. I just needed my marriage certificate.

I swear, if I knew it was going to be this much of a hassle to change my last name, I'd have kept my maiden name, Marine Corps be damned (they *forced* me to change it.Seriously. I had no choice while active duty).

Picked up Dante's meds. I love her to death, but the expense of her meds, I will so not miss when she decides to go.

Got more topsoil and a couple bags of compost to top off the front iris bed, and fill in the holes in the cinder blocks for the new raised bed. I'm thinking, I'll be planting my seedlings this next week, as it's supposed to rain Sunday, so I'll wait until the dirt is completely settled out, see if I need to add more and do so, accordingly.

We're considering heading downtown again this weekend, Mark wants to go to the Science Museum, I want to hit the Farmer's Market, then we're going grocery shopping, as we really need groceries now. Cupboards are looking abit bare. And the grocery list is getting longer...

My Buddleia bush out front has #$%#$^%&(#!@$!%^*&^&(*_()_+$@%!@#~!$#^%^*&^& aphids. (So is the blasted Feverfew, ARGH!!!) Got them off the Irises, now they're on the Buddleia. Too many for the numerous LadyBugs to dispose of. I'm down to one bottle of Safer Insecticidal Soap. Guess I'll make a batch of water, dish soap and baking soda up.

Driveway needs weeding too. Sheesh.

My Wisteria is doing well, that's all I smell when I go out front. Between that and the Lilac, my yard smells like a perfumery. Yes, I have photos. I'll upload them tonight.

Had to turn the AC on. In April. Yikes.

In other news...

no_comp_neededis a comm that you can join just to express your support for IJ. I personally don't care that we were down for two days. Accidents happen, and Squeaky kept us all informed the whole time on Twitter. It's amazing that he got things back up and running so quickly. And everything seems to be just the way it was before the crash. Besides, if you had lost your journals and didn't have them backed up...SHAME ON YOU, not Squeaky! (Me too--I have not yet backed this up!!!) (copied from techno_goddess}:P )

I joined with this journal, it's perm, what are they going to do? Add 2 days to infinity? Sheesh. I need to join with blackblade, even though that's a free account, it won't be when I get everything else straightened out and have the spare money again. InsaneJournal is vastly worth it.

I guess that's it for now. I need to run to AC Moore before going to get Mark from work.

Oh yeah, Twitter has frustrated me to no end. The sidebar? Isn't being a sidebar. It's glitched itself up to the top of my Twitters and is very annoying, because now, I have to keep scrolling down below it, to read the twitters. AND it keeps eating any posts I make. It ate four in a row today. No response from 'Help' yet, either. Shitty customer service, considering this has been going on since LAST NIGHT. I shut it down, it annoyed me so badly.


I have another rant, but that can wait until later.

I absolutely love when people try to say I said something I know darn well I did not.



In regards this story, where I said that while I understood the reasons behind it, I thought the method was flawed.

Boy was I yelled at.

First off, I did not say she was stupid for doing it. I did not say she did not know the risks involved. I did not say she thought they did not apply to her.

What I did say was that she should have known better, in being a woman, alone and hitch hiking, in a foreign country, with the political climate the way it currently is, as well as the religious climate, than to attempt this on her own.

I did not, not once, say that I thought it was the work of a mentally ill person. Someone else did. I did say the possibility of it being a fanatic Islamist or an extremist was probable, given the area she was in, given the countries in and around that area, ie, the Middle East, and given how many of those countries, whose primary religion IS Islam, treat their women. Do we know for a fact it was someone like that? No, but the probability is there. And that's what I said.

I also said that as far as I know, Turkey had not closed its borders to extremists and fanatic Islamists, so the chances of it being someone like that, were also high. Could it have been a psychopath who happened to be a Turk? Yes, of course. Hel, it could have been a tourist from a completely different continent who did it. The probability is there, after all.

Not once did I say I thought what she was attempting was stupid. Not once did I say it had no merit. I said the method was flawed.

Yes, I think the fact she was a women had something to do with it. Killers like this are notorious for singling out women who are traveling alone. That's a given. Check out any serial killer, and you'll see that it is true.

Personally, I applaud her efforts, but I don't think it was smart to split up. I think they should have stayed together. The chances of this happening, more than likely would have been halved.

And yes, it is sad and it does say alot about the human race as a whole.

Apparently over the weekend, they closed down 2 shops without prior warnings.

Closed down as in, GONE, account is wiped, etc.

There's been numerous threads in the forums lately pertaining to buyers suddenly contacting Etsy Admin, instead of the seller as they are supposed to, about non delivered packages. This in turn, generates a report on file for that seller, who otherwise had no clue that a package wasn't delivered properly. This creates a blemish on an otherwise spotless account.

According to the buying rules, buyers are supposed to contact the seller with any and all questions, to try to resolve any issues BEFORE contacting Etsy. Yeah, that doesn't always happen, nor does it get enforced by Etsy.

As a result, shops are getting shut down without warning.

Another thing that's apparently happening, is that certain persons in the forums are harrassing others, and when the seller being harrassed complains, THEY GET SHUT DOWN, with the excuse of 'history of conflicts' emailed to them.

Wow.


I honestly can't say I'm suprised at this. What with no time limit on when buyers have to leave feedback for purchases by, it leabes it open for them to claim a package was never received, up to 6 months later. Yes, an incident such as this was brought up in the forums. And yes, there are unscupulous buyers who would make such claims. In which case, you not only lose out on the merchandise, but run the risk of losing your shop, as well as the possibility of PayPal refunding the buyer if it's within 45 days.

Also, having a tracking number isn't by any means a guarentee that you won't get screwed over, as PayPal apparently only takes Deliovery confirmation or Insurance tracking numbers. So if it's an internationally shipped package, which you can't get insurance or tracking on unless you pay exorbinant prices ($25.00 for Express Priority, which does offer tracking), you're screwed.

Getting a straight answer from Etsy Admin as far as whether our discxlaimers in ouir shipping profiles will be respected or not, is like pulling teeth.

Then of course, there's the conflicting information from the Post Offices as well, as to which forms are outdated and which forms are now used.

Something else I've noticed- it's getting to where you cannot mention ANYTHING about a transaction or feedback, especially if it was a negative experience, without getting the thread shut down. This is a repeated trend that I've seen lately. Even if you go out of your way to not disclose any identification of the seller/buyer, just mentioning a bad experience, gets the thread closed. It's as if Etsy Admin doesn't want the world to know they are infallible.


Sometimes I have to wonder if it's all worth it at all.


(And apparently my Avatar has spawned copycats. Yes, it's the same Avatar on my main IJ page. Not sure whether to be flattered or offended. Except the other person's dog is a Beagle? or Daschaund? possibly and their hair is fuschia. Not to mention, has NOTHING to do with their shop- name or otherwise, whereas mine is named after Dante, who is prominant in my Avatar. Hmph.)

So I tried to buy some Zune Pass points last night.

Normally I don't buy them because most of the mp3s I download are free to download with my Zune Pass subscription (kind of like a Napster ir iTunes account). I just wanted 400 points because, as I've said, I don't use them that often. 400 points is $5.00.

I entered all my CC info and clicked confirm purchase..

It proceeded to tell me my CC number was invalid. 4 times. I was tired, so I kept double checking to be sure I was indeed entering it correctly. Tried spaces, tried no spaces, everything.

I checked my PayPal account, as that was the account the CC was drawing on. I was charged for the $5.00 worth of points I wanted. I looked at my Zune acount. No points were there.

I received an email- 4 times, that said my CC number needed to be validated before I could finish my purchase. Checked my account and IT said that the CC was valid and 'good', so now I'm getting frustrated and confused, as I know I had the $5.00 in my PayPal account, and I know I have no points to reflect where that $5.00 went to.

So I called Zune Customer Service.

Went through the rigamorale of the automated system, and got some guy who spoke so fast and with such an Indian accent that if he said his name I didn't catch it. The background was full of loud talking, laughing and music. Ok, I assumed he was in a large call center type place. The background noise should have been my first clue on how this was going to go.

I explained my issue and he went to pull up my account. Only HE can't find it. I have to literally SPELL MY NAME out to him. I have to literally tell him exactly how to find my account, which I was looking at in front of me on my computer screen, as well as my PayPal account.

He finaly finds my account, I have to explain again that I paid for points and did not recive them. After 15 minutes, with me repeatedly asking him to repeat what he just said because he said it so fast that I couldn't understand him, he puts me on hold, saying he was going to try to find someone from billing. That should have been my second clue that this wasn't going to end well.

After waiting 14 minutes, 13 seconds, he comes back and my gods, the background music was blaring through my cell phone. He literally, I shit you not, asked me if I could hear him. I said barely, I can barely understand you. He says a bunch of stuff, something about billing and waiting some more. I asked him several times what he was saying. I said repeatedly, I cannot understand you. It got so bad that at one point, I literally held the phone away from my ear, a good 10 inches, and could STILL hear the music loud and clear. I said, 'Dude, this is extremely unprofessional. I cannot understand a word you are saying over your music.'.

He rattled on, saying something about a ref number. I grabbed a pen and said ok, what is the damn number? he rattled it off, I repeateded it back- amazing how THAt came through clearly and he said something about me going BACK on hold again. I said you want me to hold for billin g again? I THINK he said something about either holding or calling back, hel if I know. I said fuck this shit, and hung up.

Mark came upstairs to see what was wrong, cause he could hear me downstairs- I guess I thought if I couldn't understand HIM, he couldn't HEAR me. he said when you call back, file a complaint. I planned to, believe me. I was pissed. No, I was LIVID.

I immediately called Customer Service back, and after going through the automated service again, got a woman this time. With a blessedly silent background and no decernable accent.

I gave her my name and said I have a ref number, which she then asked for. She asked for my phone number, which the first guy never asked for(he asked for my user name, email addy, etc), and she managed to pull my account up in no time.

I asked if the first guy's name was on the file and she said yes, I said good because I'd like to file a complaint against him, in addition to having my issue addressed hopefully. She got me a manager almost immediately, I only had to wait maybe 1 minute. He took down all the info, I said the guy had an Indian accent, which I know really means nothing these days, he laughed and said, yes, but he still had to ask. I explained that even after 30 minutes, my issue still hadn't been resolved, he agreed that that was wrong, that it should never have taken that long.

I also told him that the music sounded like 'Bollywood' music, if that helps any. He said indeed it did. So it sounds to me as if this guy has heard this before. so we got the complaint filed. He addressed my issue of being charged for the points , being told the card was invalid and not getting the points. Said he has no record of the transaction, and asked why I was buying points if I had a Zune Pass (he asked if he could ask me first), I replied that it was because sometimes I come across music I like that requires points, otherwise, as he could see, I don't buy them that often. He laughed and said yes, the record showed I last bought points in August, and before that, July.

He agreed that something was wroing in that my money was taken from the PayPal account, and yet, I didn't receive the points. He asked that I give it a day or so, see if the points either show up or if PayPal puts the money back, as he has a PayPal account as well and that's happened to him, though not with Zune. I said ok, and thanked him for his time.

That took 10 minutes. And that's how it should have been the first time.

As of today, neither the money or the points have shown up. I'm giving them until tomorrow before I call back.

In a 'discussion' about Christmas and retailers' shortening it to 'Xmas', segueing into Christmas Trees, etc..

But, the Christmas tree? If you are not a Christian, do not celebrate Christmas, well, do not have a Christmas tree. But don't try to call it something different.

Excuse me?

Because I'm not Christian I shouldn't have a Tree?

A Tree/Tradition that YOU (global you) stole from the early Pagans in the first place?

Because I'm not Christian, I shouldn't celebrate Christmas?

Excuse me?
But YOU stole THAT holiday from us as well. It's OUR Winter Solstice/Yule.

Early Christians couldn't convert early Pagans, so they appropriated our major (and some minor) holidays to FORCE them to convert.

If the Christians really want to be oh so correct, then use a DogWood and celebrate 'Christmas' in the SPRING when Jesus was really born, not the Winter. After all, Census taking was done in the SPRING, after all the herds had dropped their babes. The better to garner more taxes, and all that.

Oh hel no. You want us out of YOUR holiday?

Too freakin' bad, WE were HERE FIRST.

Number one reason why you should always supervise treats and your pets? Choking.

Dante scared the shit out of me this morning as I thought she was choking on a small piece of raw bone. Didn't help that Max decided to stick his 2 cents in by jumping onto the chair and proceeding to hiss at her. Even after I moved him off the cahir and back to the desk, he continued. Dante wouldn't let me look in her mouth, started whining when I tried prying it open. By then, Max is reowling at her.

I looked at him and said, 'You are not fucking helping. Knock it the fuck off. You are making things worse.' I swear, he looked at me with a look that said, 'Fine, fuck you bitch, get yer own back', and stalked off.

Dante was fine by the way. Went to drink some water and came back, looking at me like, 'what? I didn't do anything, I swear.'

*sigh*


similiermistake Have you seen the new 'Etsy Constitution'? They are not only doing away with VINTAGE, but giving people PERMISSION TO COPY YOUR WORKS.

That is bullshit.

Edit- ORGINAL WORDING, because as it was brought to my attention by starsong, the section in question is undergoing reconstruction-

ARTICLE IX: Protecting Your Designs
Section 3: How the Government Can Protect Your Designs

Section 4: How Etsy Will Protect Your Ideas

"1. Read their public profile and look at the rest of their shop. Familiarize yourself with who they are and what they're up to."

"2. Send them a Conversation via Etsy and voice your concern in a professional manner."

"Our goal is to allow enough room for artisans to learn a craft before they figure out a way to grow in their own personal direction."

Section 5: Repeated Copying and Knockoffs

"Section 5: Repeated Copying and Knockoffs

A knockoff is an item whose design is copied and that is being made in quantity. An item that is citing another seller's design as inspiration cannot have a quantity of more than one. Such a listing will be considered a knockoff, and knockoffs are not allowed on Etsy.

Another seller may imitate no more than three of your items (requiring that they cite the source of their inspiration in the listing description). If more than three items in a single shop are copying your design, you may contact Etsy directly.
A seller cannot have more than six items total in their shop at any given time requiring citation.

A seller must not continually imitate. The purpose of imitation is to learn. You must respect other seller's efforts at developing their own style.
."

This also knocks any international seller out of the running as far as any sort of protections by Etsy that they might have had from copycats.

Thread to 'discuss' this here.

So not happy about this. So many people will be leaving now. I expect that fees will increase due to the sudden defection from the site because of this.

pghfoster, it is ONLY the SummerLands neighborhood I can't get to. Which sucks as that's the one I was working on. Yes, it's a created neighborhood by me.}:P But I do have photos of the 6-7 families I was working on, so can rebuild them if I can't figure out a way to pull them out. I have photos sfrom before I loaded Seasons, so I CAN still have the storylines posted up here. Just have to get them preggers again for the babies that some have. Will have to redo the relationships as well.

And Mark and Kat wondered why I kept such extensive notes on my neighborhoods. Sheesh.


In other news, I bought 2 Mega Millions tx today. One for us and one for Dale and Kat. Hey, at $275 million, I figured I could throw away 2.00. I never buy lotto tix, by the way. It's a waste of money to me.

Oh give me a break- first a book gets banned because it says 'Scrotum' in it, NOW we can't see someone saved from a freezing river that is shaking violently from hypothermia, "because it is much to graphic for TV." WHAT???

I kid you not. The same footage they showed earlier, showed the man shaking violently. So what? How does that compare to blood, gore and sex we see on TV daily???

Gotta love the Weather Channel. *flips to watch CSI instead.*

As shortly after 7am, Ben walked through the door.

As I very studiously ignored him, and talked to June and Donna, then walked to the back office for a moment, he asks Donna, 'How's Ms Personality this morning?'

She replied, 'Fine, I guess', and he left quite quickly.  And didn't ask about Roo.

'Ms Personality' is just fine, thank you very much.  Was I supposed to drop everything I was doing and gush over the fact that you've suddenly shown back up again, like a bad penny or a case of 'rroids?

So sorry, my bad.   Not. Going. To. Happen.

Here's hoping that a severe case of the cold shoulder persuades him to not come back again, especially since I know damn well, my store is way out of his way. Especially that early.


In Dante news...

More energy is right. Wow. I came downstairs this morning and she was waiting for me. No coaxing her to get up and go outside, she couldn't wait to get out there today.

When I got home, she was dancing. Literally, full on, Akita Dancing. She hasn't done that in months.

Still waiting on the behavior improvement, though. Had to yell at her to get out of the fucking cat litter last night (we got a new litter box that's open topped, because it seems Aries has developed slight claustrophobic tendencies and was peeing on the litter mat outside of it. Just that particular box, too. So I bought him a new one for in the bathroom, as well as another new one to replace the one neither of them particularly care for, that's bigger and roomier, in the bedroom. The other bedroom one had already been replaced a few months ago and they still like it. It'll probably be replaced by Jan. though.), she was literally *digging* in the fresh litter, looking for 'crunchies'! She came back in the Studio with a sheepish look on her face.

The Boys are rather irritated with me. I take up the dry food at 9pm, leaving maybe half a cup to tide them over at night, which will be gradually reduced to none. Yesterday, they both tried to be extremely loving and attentive, hoping I would leave it down last night,  I guess. Today, they are ignoring me.

Methinks this will get worse as the food reduction and feeding schedule implementation goes on...


I have 3 dozen eggs, fresh blackberries and fresh blueberries. I think I'll go make some Clafouti.}:P

You know, coming by the store at roughly 545am this morning and leaving a note saying you were looking for *your* rabbit, is about the stupidest shit. (I knew that was your vehicle I saw as I drove by on my way to pick up sandwiches at the Country Store.)

*Your* rabbit has lived with me for over a year and a half. You paid for her bedding, food and treats, maybe, *maybe* 6 months of that total.

6 months ago, roughly, I'll have to flip back through here to look and see for sure, you decided you were moving to a cabin in the woods and wanted to stick her in her flimsy cage outside. I told you I had a problem with that, and might have trouble giving her back to you then.

You said ok. You never once asked for her back. You never once came by the house to see her. You never once called to check on her. You know where I live. You know my phone number.

You said, and I quote, when I told you I had been very busy, to 'call me when you're not busy.'

That was six months ago.

Everyone I talked to has agreed that I would be in the right in not letting you have her. That you have forfieted on our agreement as far as taking care of her. That same agreement that was only supposed to last 4 months, might I add.

Sorry, dude, you lose out. I'll rehome Rufus and risk Puck dying of loneliness before I let you have her back.

Go drop off the damn face of the earth again.

A few days ago, I got a letter from the Veteran’s Administration. Some of 26.5 million military personnels' personal information may have been lost (read STOLEN) a few weeks back when the laptop computer was stolen from the VA administration employee that took the info home without permission. Nice security, eh?  By the way, this happened MAY 3RD, they didn't disclose the theft until MAY 22ND. The date I got the letter? JUNE 9TH. It took a fucking MONTH for them to send out these letters, citing something about not having enough envelopes(what the fuck, over?)


The letter was absolutely no help. The contents are be smart about things, let us know if you think someone is looking at your stuff, yadda yadda, so on and so forth. No we're sorry we made a mistake and if anything happens, will help reimburse you, etc. Simply, it happened, and it's up to you to make sure nothing happens to your personnel information from here on out.

OOO! They set up a website with more information and a call center. Why? So they can apologise again for allowing this to happen.

Of course, some in Washington are appropriately outraged, as they should be. I'm concerned that my location will be leaked to certain people I want no contact with. My credit is already screwed up, so the only thing they'd be able to really do that way, is to attempt to use my VA loan to buy a house or something. But that's not the point.

The point is, I protected this damn country for 8 years of my life. The least they could do is protect my service records and such from people who have no need to know what's in them. Not feeling real patriotic at this point in time.

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So I had 2 yards of white cotton duck canvas in a dye bath of Procion MX Pearl Grey. Now, there are a few dyes that no matter how I mix them, I never get to come out right, on the first try, or at all. Procion MX Spruce is one of them, Procion MX Stormy Grey is another, and Procion Pearl Grey is the third.

This is not what Procion MX Pearl Grey is supposed to look like-


Scrubbed with synthrapol prior to dyeing, and everything, it still comes out like this in the intial dye bath. After rinsing and redyeing, it's abit better, but not much. I'm thinking it may be my water, because everytime I use Procion MX Pearl Grey, I have to do two dye baths to get the grey color it's supposed to be. *sigh* next time, I'll buy a couple gallons of distilled water and see what happens.

Gratutious Max photo-


(Max, June 2006)
Yes, his white is really that bright.}:) Oh, and the cop thing two days ago? Apparently someone shot the guy's van with a BB gun as he was driving down the road. Seems Misty Meadows up the road was shot up as well.  And it appears that the person(s) doing this shooting, may live in one of the townhouses to the left of us(closer to the store side).  Told Mark we really need to get the fence finished so if they do live nearby, they won't decide to use Dante as target practice.

Max is doing better. He's eating somewhat regularly and has started using the litter box again. Not regularly, but he is using it.

He's still peeing blood, so we're keeping an eye on that. If he's still doing it by Monday, as we were told it'd take a few days to clear up, then we'll call the vet and see what she says about it.

As far as the Greenies go- she said not to give him anymore. Either of them. It could very well have been what caused the blockage. Dr Eick had given her dog one a few years back, her poor dog was sick for 2 days. She will not even carry them at the clinic now because of it. She'd not heard of any problems with the feline Greenies, but there's always a first.

Aries is calming down some, now that Max is feeline better. Max was on the bed with me today, on a towel of course, and Aries came up and sniffed at him, then simply lay down near by.}:)

Dante's being silly. Its freezing outside and that's exactly where she wants to be. Sheesh.

The power supply on Mark's computer has died, we hope that's all it is, it won't start and stay started, so I'm using his at home work computer, which means he's on it more often than not. I'm lucky to get to use it at all on weekends and evenings until the other computer is fixed, which if we're lucky will be Monday.


In other news, finished Aithlyn's Yule gift. Am finishing up the detailing on another wallhanging, one that was a spur of the moment and has taken a recordbreaking only 2 weeks of sewing to complete, design to finish. WooHoo.}:) pictures when the other computer is back up again.

Max is still at the vet's. He came home last night for observation overnight, the vet had wanted to send him to the emergancy vet, but upon finding that they wanted 200.00 for routine overnight observation, she opted to send him home to us. She tried to leave the catheter in him, but when she tried to remove the tube, the whole thing pulled out.}:( Poor guy more than likely had to have it done again this morning.
So I spent the night in the tub, very uncomfortable between that and spitting up/out pus. And I'll probably do it again tonight.

She sent home a can of Royal Canin Urinary Tract Health, but he wouldn't touch it. Aries lapped it up like it was going out of style this morning. He drank water last night, and didn't puke it back up, but he also didn't use the litter box, so kind of defeats the purpose of even drinking water.

How are we going to pay for this? Who knows. We don't care at this point. We just want our Max kitty back to normal.


Edit- 1113pm- Apparently Max *had* been peeing. He was simply too weak to move to the litter box, so went right where he lay. That's why he didn't puke. Which is a vast improvement.

Dr Eick, our vet, took him home with her tonight. Spoiled kitty. She's not going to want to let him come home}:P Obstinately to keep observing him and keep his IV in, he didn't need to be cathe'd again this morning. But he still has the IV to flush his system and get whatever was causing the blockage out.

Aries keeps looking for Max. Keeps coming up to me and meowing, wanting to know where he is. Poor guy. He's been right next to me, on my lap, or simply in the same area ever since I started feeling like shit.

Mark's calling the vet in the morning to see when he can come home. THe remainder of the dry Wellness Lite will be squirrel food.}:)

Me, I'm getting there. Not spitting out nasty crap anymore, it is draining still though, making me wake up and cough violently. Swelling is noticably down. Muscles are so damned stiff that I can't open my teeth more than maybe 3/4 of and inch without it hurting. Getting tired of soup. Heh. Actually ate solid food today, first time in nearly a week.
I think I lost easily 10lbs or more. Not a good way to do it though.

Ben called with a job offer he needs help on, pays 10.00 an hour, easy work. I may end up calling him back Monday and taking him up on it. It's filing papers and stuff that he did this time last year as well, so its not like I don't know what's involved.

Aithlyn, your Yule gift will be late. Tonight's the first chance I've had to finish up on it, so it may not get there by Yule. But it will get there.}:P

More tomorrow when I know.

Old people do not need fucking driver's licenses!

Old people don't know how to motherfucking STOP at a red light when I have the godsdamned green and am quite obviously driving in THE FUCKING LANE YOU ARE ATTEMPTING TO FORCE ME OUGHT OF.

Yeah, locked my brakes up, dickwad. Yeah my fucking horn works too, you stupid bitch. So do my lungs and I know damn well you heard every single swear word that came out of my mouth, even over the Rob Zombie blaring from my system.

Next time you want to try to sideswipe someone, and force them into the turning lane from the straight lane(yer mother fucking damned lucky there wasn't anyone there, asswipe) and not even give them the courtesy of a fucking reach around first, let alone a wave to say fuck you too, buddy, make sure they aren't a godsdamned Marine who can swear at your ass in several languages.

And then you have the fucking guts to go 25mph in a 35mph zone and keep hitting your brakes. Guess what that just pissed me off more, bitch.

Oh and what the fuck was the little hunched over half wave from the dessicated dick in your passenger seat?? Was that supposed to mollify me after you tried to total my truck, bitch??? (And I would have made damn sure you totalled it too. Of course, the speed you were going would have done the job nicely.)) You are also motherfucking lucky my lunch from KFC that I JUST MOTHERFUCKING BOUGHT and that went onto the floorboards, didn't come out of the boxes/bag or you'd be forking over the 10 godsdamned cursed dollars I just spent for it, you cow.

Yeah what the fuck ever, you shit eating nondriving dried up old prune who should be at home napping instead of trying to drive people off the road.

Get the motherfuck off the damned road.

(Oh and that little swear test I took yesterday? After today, I could have aced it)