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AngryEasterReney

Its here.  Greek Easter is here and to be honest, I seriously could not be bothered with the whole thing. I am so exhausted that I have had the shakes for the past 2 and a bit hours.  Great stuff ! <insert sarcasm right about here>.

I went around to my folks and had to cook.  Why fucking bother I ask? Would it not make life easier if we all just went to a restaurant?  Argh!!! But Nooooo, Ma wants the family together, Ba wants to fire up his massive bbq.    Nevertheless, I was sort of on my best behaviour but could just not get into the whole “festivity” of it all.

Food was just impossible to keep down today and I think it has a lot to do with feeling so worn out and tired.  One teeny tiny mouthful of food and I spent the entire lunch hucking my guts in the loo.  Ahhh my little silicone friend likes to fucking play with me!

JohnJohn and SamBoy Chip came around and I make the poor fuckers sit and watch a Henry Rollins DVD with me (Henry Rollins – Up for it) and the day was enjoyable that is,  UNTIL my parent’s neighbour came over.

I will refer to the woman as "Twat".  In she prances, and the second I see her my stomachs (remember I have two of them) drop and I immediately just got angry.   In fact each and every time I see her I feel nauseous and I get angry.  I actually feel my very low blood pressure quickly rise and my ears start to burn, my face and décolletage gets red. Even now, a few hours after having to endure her company and bullshit the crown of my head is fucking hurting. I hate Twat.

I don’t really hate very many people, I don’t even hate one of my ex’s, who was an abusive drunk, who couldn’t get it up, who cleared my bank account, who is an alcoholic dead beat that I dated and lived with.  Now that should tell you something about the hate I have for this woman.  I try and I really mean it, I really try to LIKE people.  Even bullshit artists I try to be nice and compassionate and understanding with but Twat , well the bitch is just Satan reincarnated.  She is an evil, nasty, mean CUNT. (Umm, no hate mail because I have used the “C” word, I find it rather liberating so please just deal with it)

Now, let me explain why I hate Twat so much.  Every single word, syllable & sentence that comes out of Twat’s mouth is utter BULLDASHIT.  No I’m serious.  Everything that comes out of her foul mouth is nothing but lies, exaggerations, and bullshit. The woman is deceitful & mendacious.  She is the nothing but a fabulist.  You have got to hear the stories she comes up with.  I used to laugh AT her but now I want to hurt her.

So in Twat prances like I mentioned before, sits down and the second she opens her mouth I braced myself and placed my lap top in my lap as a barrier.  I dunno why I did this I just felt this need to cover myself.  Just like when my arsehole expels diarrhoea so did her mouth.  I had SamBoy chip sitting next to me and opened up WORD on my computer and I started typing notes to SamBoy Chip.  Gotta say that was really funny.

Why don’t you tell her off Reney?  My friends you don’t think I haven’t attempted?  I remember once when I charged for her with the intent of actually strangling her and my Ma, held me back begging not to do or say anything to her and to think of the consequences.  I abhor violence but this woman has the actual power to get under my skin.  No one has ever been able to make me so angry.  I know what you are thinking – I allow her to get to me and I guess you are probably right.  I just can’t switch her bullshit off.

Twat once rang me asking for a favour.  Being the person that I am, one who actually LIKES to help people I said SURE.  Not even thinking twice about it.  Twat asks me to ring her workplace, ask for some girl and say to the said girl that my name was Patricia and I was fucking her husband.  Now, stop reading and go back to the beginning of this paragraph.  Re-read it, think about what Twat was asking me to do.

At the time I was (and I guess I still am) fucking mortified, horrified, stunned, shocked, discombobulated, confounded and perplexed.  I remember asking her to repeat what she had asked me to do.  Twat repeated herself and I told her and I remember this to the day, to fuck off and to never ever speak to me again. 

Twat attempted to speak to me on many occasions but I would bite my tongue and walk away from her.  Each and every time I would go visiting my parent’s house there she would be standing in the front of her home and she would always try to get my attention.  I don’t know how I did it but I guess it is amazing that I actually found the strength within and I would ignore her. It was so hard to ignore her as I am such a hot-head, opinionated, loud girl.  I would not speak to her, I would not acknowledge her, I would just hold my head up high and walk into my parent’s home. 

When Twat’s husband cheated on her and left her I wasn’t happy and gloating, far from it as he was leaving his 3 young sons with an unstable, abusive, psychotic fucking fruit loop.  I feel for those beautiful 3 boys and I worry about them to this day.  But it was a huge eye opener for me as it was amazing seeing Karma in action.

Here I was having a great day, I spend 30 minutes with Twat and instantaneously I’m feeling ill.

I am now tucked in the safety of my own home and I feel this desire to go and wash myself, to wash her bulldashit off me. 

Reney