They say “April showers bring May flowers…” How about a dozen of black roses fresh off the root?!
And speaking of black roses, “The Cubicle Diaries” is #FINALLY getting edited, and by a professional, too! Waiting around for people and their “connections” got me nowhere, but that was totally to my advantage because it gave me additional time spice it up, again. For the record, I don’t wait around –for anyone. I’ve wasted tooooooo much time [in general and on pathetics]. I’m so excited! I am finally moving forward on publishing my book, the first one. Everyone always talks about writing a book, but no one [around me] actually does, and I wanted to make sure I was the first one to do it, especially with the stories I have to tell. I can finally call myself a “writer.”
And speaking of that, I am reminded and cannot believe how many people are so full of shit and all talk. It’s actually sad, even over the small things that people don’t think matter because they do. We all have dreams, and we all want them to come true, but there are so many people out there, and around me, sadly, that will not do anything about making shit happen. I’m a dweller and a day dreamer, yes, but I am also a realist, and I do not let my oppressions get in the way. Actually, I use them as a foundation so I don’t have to live like the “Average Joe” and be content on living check to check. Why be normal? Some people are simply sad, and those are the people go getters DO NOT want to be around. They think life is what it is, and they’re just willing to settle at that. And when one gets their self in a predicament they cannot get out of they end up regretting that, too, and just settle and give up and watch their dreams dissolve. It’s good to live in the moment, but it is also good to think about the future and make something of yourself. Why even waste your time dreaming!? You might as well go and watch reality TV. I’m sorry, you still think its “real.” Quit being lazy and do something with yourself! Make a fucking change, and I am not referring to your skid-marked underwear! It’s like the rhino who sits there calling their fatass fat and complains about being fat and does nothing about it. Why even waste your hot breath!?!? We know you like being fat. All we have to do is glance at you. Or like the brokeass always complaining about being broke. Either get a new job, or cut the crack! Go get a happy meal because you be looking a little sad! And while you’re at it get it from Subway and hold the mayo! That’s why only certain people “make it” because they are the real go getters. Yes, at times sexual favors advances us, but still, those one percent never gave up.
[Not everyone is a hustler like you, Otter, and want the finer things in life]
Well excuse the fuck out of me! I ain’t downgrading for anyone! Not even myself! Stay true to yourself.
And speaking of that, I’ve become a little baffled lately. Some people are REALLY beginning to take my kindness for granted. Maybe I need to send out updates on what made people so scared of me in the first place. Machiavelli said, “It is better to be feared than loved,” and yes, there is a time when people should “grow up,” but how can one grow up when everyone around them is acting so childish and petty!? People are weird, and when they’re not being weird, they’re trying to be sneaky yet some people don’t realize how transparent they really are. Excuse me while I put my stunner shades on in the dark. And let’s not forget about the people who think their shit don’t stink! Maybe they should spend a little more time in the bathroom and look a little harder at their self in the mirror instead of bombing up that toilet from all the fast food they just had.
[Where do you get this all from, Otter?!]
And to my loyal readers, thank you, because I know once you saw this blog in light of my absence, you thought, “& speaking of,,,”