This... IS BULLSHIT!

This is Bullshit! Famous last words or my famous last words on the subject.

There is an episode of CSI Las Vegas where a bomb expert is clearing a garage to make sure it is safe for Gil Grissom to process. At one point the bomb expert looks at Gil and tells him he can be in the room and start his processing while he checks it out, and gives him a very good piece of advice ‘if you see me running... keep up’. Ok, what’s my point here... this sorta applies when the words... ‘This is bullshit.’ come out of my mouth.

If I say the phrase ‘This is bullshit’ It’s done, I’m done, and that is as far as it goes. I’m not one to rehash anything. Once I’m done, I’m done. If I say, ‘This is bullshit.’ and then walk away from you... it’s really done, argument is over, don’t even bother trying to continue on because, I won’t and I certainly will shut you out. Get over it, move on! I am one of those people who refuse to live in the past, REFUSE! What’s done is done and you can’t change it. Learn from your mistakes and MOVE ON!

Right now. I’m saying ‘This is bullshit’ quite a lot. Recently I’ve been allowing new people into my life, thinking that they would be good, positive changes. In the beginning everything all shiny and new does have that nice appeal. Then... wah bam.... reality sets in, things begin to get tarnished as new and shiny becomes comfortable and stale.

I know that a lot of this is my issue. I bore easily, ever more so these days it seems. I have spoiled child syndrome as my mom calls it. Meaning I hate being ignored and well... me me me. Yes I do need to be the centre of attention at all times and when I’m not I get, bytchy. So... what happens next... that’s right... ‘This is bullshit!’

Don’t ignore me. Friday night was girls night. I am friends with the General Manager of the bar we were at. We were being wild and crazy chicks, photo op, being loud and of course.... wine was spilled on a pool table... I sent my buddy a text apologizing and .. um... nothing. No response back saying no worries, nothing. Then when we were leaving I said good bye and got a really cold response. Ok then. What were you expecting, of course we are going to be naughty girls.. you already knew that. ‘This is bullshit!’

Frail egos. Um, apparently men don’t like it when you call bullshit on them. EVER. I did and now he isn’t talking to me. ‘This is BULLSHIT!’

Emotional Retards. My response to all of you. Get a life, don’t lay your bullshit on me. I have enough of my own issues to deal with right now. Plus, if you are still in a state of confusion, should you really be seeking out new friends. Shouldn’t you deal with the issues you currently have with your old friends and then... move on when you are emotionally and mentally prepared, rather than make your new friends feel like shit when you lay your heavy crap on them. ‘THIS IS BULLSHIT!’

Oh and I am tired of winter.... -29 with the wind-chill today. That folks ‘IS BULLSHIT!’ I’m moving somewhere warm. I’m thinking a remote island, where I don’t have to deal with anyone else's bullshit. Sounds like a good plan!

This IS BULLSHIT. If you see me running... you’d better keep up.