Blood & Rhetoric

10. batman christian fanfic romance

9. my son is obsessed with batman

8. do people make you suck their dick

7. woke up boyfriend sucking cock

6. my boyfriend will suck cock

5. cock with blood slime

4. eastern european sucking cocks

3. girl humms song while sucking cock

2. sucking a sleeping friends cock

1. women who like men in tights (this one is my favourite)

Notice a trend? I wrote one — ONE — article that used that word and yet it’s the biggest (no pun intended) reference!

For the past two weeks I’ve been living one of those moody periods where I’d love to kick somebody — anybody – in their teeth just to see them bleed.

For the past year and more, I’ve been working my ass off in every single direction I need to in order to survive and get what I want, but it’s still not enough. Because no matter how hard I work, and struggle, and go without sleep, there is always some little dipshit nearby who has supped from a platinum spoon his whole life and feels put upon because he has to wait another few months before his parents buy him the BMW he’s had his eye on. And by gods, if that’s not struggling, I don’t know what is.

I’m not one for comparing misfortune and tragedy. I despise people who use phrases like “well at least you’re not a starving child in Africa, so be grateful” because they’re empty and meaningless. I don’t know what starvation is like; nor do I have first-hand experience with war, or sexual abuse, or any other number of horrific fates. But at the same time, hearing this fat little prick who has never worked an honest day in his entire useless existence complain about the injustice of expensive cars not bought, and houses in untrendy neighbourhoods, makes my blood boil.

And after spending the last couple of weeks going on little to no sleep and working working working, just constantly fucking working; hearing this wealthy gutter-trash merely breathe finally made me snap and tell him to go fuck himself.

And now, predictably, I feel guilty. And may have lost a client to boot.

The truly useless dregs of society seldom seem to know they are. And when those dregs come from money, they mistakenly attach worth to cold, hard cash. Whether they earned the cash themselves or not is rarely the issue — they have use of it, and thus are better than you or I.

I suppose that sentiment is hardly revolutionary.

In other news — my computer, my life blood has broken down and now I’m faced with the prospect of buying another one on credit card. Because I have the money to burn, of course. I’ve decided to actually build the damn thing myself because I can save tons of cash that way and get a more powerful machine. Try and do that with a MAC!

I need to get back into a regular blogging schedule. I like blogging. It’s a relief from other duties. Unfortunately, I’m having to turn comment moderation on because this blog has become infested with spammers. I’m going to report them each to their respective ISP’s, but I doubt that will do much. It’s a shame I’m not some elite-techie-hacker-type because I would love to make those bastard’s computer’s fry. The geek’s alternative to kicking someone in the teeth, I suppose.

Alas, I’m not, so reporting them will have to suffice for now.

“áberan”

1. with sense of movement, (1) to bear off, bring, carry; se hwæl hine ábær tó Nineuéa byrg the whale carried him to Nineva; (1a) sv/r4 w.r.a. to restrain oneself; (1b) to take away, carry away, remove; (2) to bring forth, (a) to bear a child; (b) to bring to light, reveal; 2. to take away, carry away, remove; with sense of rest (metaph.), (1) to bear with, tolerate; (2) to bear, endure, suffer, not give way under trial, suffering, etc.; (3) to bear, be under an obligation for an imposition, etc.;

– From the Old English Dictionary