a dish best eaten cold..

a dish best eaten cold..

whee… i’m drunk.. i probably shouldn’t write an entry when i’m this gone, but stuffit. i have something to say. i was thinking about revenge.. nothing in particular, just the general concept of it.. well.. i do have something in mind, but it’ll be a long time planning.. i’d just like to get four birds, or even five, with one stone… that would take a LOT of effort though.. but..(and this is my point) i know i will feel better about things, about myself, if i stand up to these assholes, who assume they can do what they fucking like, and i’ll just shut up and walk away.

well.. i walked away.. far enough to be unreachable, but i can still see what’s going on.. and so far, i’ve been quiet.. quietly fuming, that is. and its getting to a point, where i need to tell them each where, when, how and why they’ve pissed me off, and then make them very sorry for it.

it’ll happen, i’ll have my say…