Can we start off by saying how frustrated I am with this little blog today?  I’m frustrated with it because the feed doesn’t work properly.  And even though I “know” about this shittake I can’t seem to get it to work.  And because of this many of you have not been reading…because it’s annoying.  So I’m working on it and I’m sorry and here’s the feed if you’d like to add it to your reader – just copy that link.  I’m sorry it’s not easier.
Add me to your reader.

On to things that I’m not sorry about.  Because I’m in a rather…ripe…mood.

I’m not sorry that I yelled at Cablevision today – our cable box decided that everything should be red-toned again today and having worked in Cable for some time I know the troubleshooting steps – and I performed them.  Because DESPITE Rashem’s* opinion I do not ENJOY spending 14 minutes on hold with Cablevision.  And I would do a lot to avoid that conversation altogether.  So.  Yeah.  Rashem* I’m not sorry that I got a little snippy when you asked for the 8th time if I restarted the box.  I fucking restarted the box and I’m not sorry.

I’m not sorry for you.  I’m not going to attend your pity party.  I’m not.  We all have our own shit. I try to empathize, I’m supportive to the best of my abilities and you best believe I will chime in with a “I will survive” or Aretha if you need it….but STOP complaining about your choices.  Just please.  Stop.  Life is full of difficult (they’re not hard, hard is a surface variable) decisions and sometimes people make crappy ones. And if you don’t like your current situation then change one thing about it – you don’t have to change everything – just try to change one thing to make it a teeny bit better.  And then take some cookies and shove them in your pie hole and stop your freaking complaining.

I’m not sorry that I’m angry.  I’m not.  I should be angry…my life has been turned around upside down.   If you meet someone that has had a similar situation and they aren’t angry then they’re better medicated then myself…and that’s great news for them.  But for me, I’m not sorry that I’m angry.  But I will tell you this.  I’m mostly happy.

I’m not sorry that I put myself out there.  I’m not…sure Jack Nicholson was a little abrasive in the “can’t handle the truth” scene but sweet baby jesus if you ask someone for the truth…be prepared for it.  If you can’t handle it – don’t ask.  I’m not sorry that I tell people what I think….I’m not even sorry when they don’t like it.  Sometimes you need to be bold.  And if I come off a little harsh sometimes that’s okay…if you can’t handle it don’t ask.

*names are protected because morons can’t handle the fucking truth.  (Gram, F-curse totally warranted)