2 August 2011

All and all is what life is and we all live for those joyous moments of ripened beauty, happiness, and mirth. I am in a bit of a funk and not in the mood to fall for anybody's shit or put up with any. I don't feel much like giving anybody the time of day, but people come to my door for various reasons throughout the day and night. 5 o'clock in the morning seems like an appropriate time for people to call on Lydia Workman these days, but I don't answer if I am in bed doing my visualization or numbing out techniques.

I was briefly social with this guy who just recently moved into the building who I had a threesome with way back more than a year or so ago. It's been a while. He came to my door and offered me a beer and I let him in. Considering how fed up I am with men and people it's something that I let him in. He showed up after the witching hour. I know I told him I'm usually up all night. We watched music video. I kicked him out saying I was tired when he started trying to get his hands up my black, silky, nightie which I was wearing a hoodie over. I didn't have any under pants on.

He wasn't aggressive and didn't argue with me about going. I gave him a hug good-bye and he was kind of stumbling a bit, so he must have been drinking a while before he came up to see me. It was all cool and nothing I really had any problems with. I had kind of just eaten some hash browns and was really full and not feeling too attractive or in the mood for company. That gay guy I was hanging out with was envious when I told him something had happened with this guy who visited me last night before.Told me how I should try to get something happening again.

I haven't really felt like bothering with any people. I suppose I could have gone out and bought beer and drank last night. Then some guy off my friends list asked me out for beer, but I don't want to meet up with people who are practically strangers. Then 2 very young boys kept trying to IM me and one of them called me a slut when I didn't reply.

I always set chat to 'offline' because I'm not keen on instant messages. Plus, I have no interest in getting strange 20 year old boys who seem kind of rude. I don't know why people think I've got all this extra time to waste on instant messaging. I don't feel like shooting the shit with people who I don't have that much in common with for whatever reason they want to talk to me. Probably looking to get laid, the whole lot of them. Well, they can all just fuck off. I don't need to be bothered wasting my time with people who have given me no reason to think they are interesting.

I get so fucking sick of it. Got annoying people coming to my door wanting to buy 2 tablespoons of coffee off me every day and playing 20 questions asking me all this shit I don't want to think about. This Tom guy always come to my door and is always asking if I have this or I have that. Today he was asking for glue and telling him you don't have any glue isn't enough for him. He has to explain exactly what variety of glue he is looking for before he takes no for an answer. Then he starts on some tangent on book binding and tells me there is big money in it. Tells me I should go online and look it up. Do I look like I have the remotest interest in book binding?

People are always trying to invade my little girl world and fill all my time up with their junky and absurd agendas. My tolerance for bull-shit has been all tapped up and I don't need anybody coming around to bother me. I know a lot of other people have plenty of time to waste on spiritual junk food and are all busy engaging in commercialism and mindless dronery. I don't need any of these weird drone losers coming into my life. They just don't get that I am so superior to them and keep on coming back to be ignored and then get pissed off about it. People should just get a clue. I do not use this lousy instant messaging feature on facebook, nor do I text message anybody. You people and your stupid little gadgets just think I have the time to waste on boring old bull-shit talk. Hello? Excuse me, but I've got a devil to worship and a church to run. I'm going to be telling everyone who tries to invade my space over the next while to shove off, stuff it, and don't call me. I've got enough annoyance with people with annoying personalities coming to my door for smokes on a daily basis.

I've got a world to rule. I've got a bath to take. I've got some stuff to do. Still got a room to clean. I don't know why facebook bumped me online for the instant messaging junk, but these young boys fresh out of high school start instant messaging me like I'm interested in their little sheltered lives and crude social skills. I think I have come to terms with the fact that I must cultivate evil energy in myself as I am just not mean enough. I've got to practice saying scathing and hurtful things to everyone who tries to be a time thief.