Or better yet maybe “Broken” is the word I should have used. On Monday I screwed my right paw up and figured something was broke or at least damaged. I finally made some time to go get it checked out and the verdict is “Broken Hand” or at least a couple of the little fairy bones that could not handle the impact.

Needless to say since I run my mouth and mind through my hands it looks like I will be somewhat silenced for the next 4-6 weeks. If I feel sexy maybe I will do some video blogs or just post a bunch of pictures. I do have a rant about another My Space weezle I would like to get into also, silly assholes thinking “MY Space” makes you “Friends” just because you have someone listed as a “Friend”, same shit stains that cry when they aren’t listed as a friend anymore “A-Lister” you know what Im talking about, all though this isn’t about you.

Anyways dont want to rant in a non rant. Ill keep the blog updating one way or another, there’s way too much exciting shit and a couple of morons to deal with….. I can’t be stopped. haha have a great day kiddies.

I have been wanting to post this for a while but I haven’t really had the chance to get’er done. This is a little piece of Fan mail I received after doing a mass friend request on My Space, the best part is I actually know this persons friend very well and of course the person writing the fan mail has no clue about me. Since I feel like I am the crusader for pointing out assholes and asshole moves (aside from the ones I make) I figured it would be important to post this My Space message and have a chuckle about it.

Here is the exchange of messages on My Space:

—————– Original Message —————–
From: katee cav.
Date: Sep 14, 2008 6:56 PM

guys like you. you are a pathetic ass whole who views women as objecs. I’m disgusted with assfucks like you. do everyone a favor and walk into traffic.

-katee

—————– Original Message —————–
From: Extreme John. com
Date: Sep 14, 2008 7:17 PM

And honestly the thought that you would take the time to write someone a dumb ass message like that is hysterical to me. I see shit everyday I can’t stand on the web, last thing I would waste my time doing is writing people about it. Thats a true assfuck and maybe you should do everyone a favor and find something more useful to do than sit on my space and write strangers because you haven’t figured out the world yet and think you know it all at the ripe old age of 17, very funny.

—————– Original Message —————–
From: katee cav.
Date: Sep 14, 2008 7:32 PM

maybe you should find something better to do with your time then be a fucking lurker and add little girls on myspace>

and thats “true as fuck” statemnt

You see boys and girls the above letter is the perfect example of why you should “ASK” before you “ASSUME” anything, not to mention if your going to write someone and try to rip them you should at least have a clue how to spell ASSHOLE (ass whole?)! You see little KC as much as I would love to have agreed and said I was stalking you I just can’t lie, unlike you who thinks they know me enough to judge me I am not confused I know that I don’t know enough about your looks to “lurk” you, and let’s be honest the only thing that’s “Little Girl” about you is your knowledge of the word and what goes on in it…. Oh and your spelling ability screams “Little Girl” too, but thats ok us “Old Folk” realize it’s your best effort and we are willing to accept it.

The funny part about this is one of your friends has been a good friend of mine for a long time, actually their entire family has been for years. Can you imagine? I can’t believe your friend knows some “ass whole” like me, that must make her an “ass whole” too right? Fact of the matter is chances are we would never be in the same place so you will never know what kind of person I am and based on your messages I am sure I would be over joyed to be around someone like you. Perhaps you have big dreams of surfing My Space and writing people that aren’t like you and changing the world one My Space viewer at a time, and if so than I wish you the best of luck. If you were having a shitty day and decided to jump on My Space and write someone you don’t know out of nowhere and call them a stalker because it makes you feel better about yourself, well than good luck with that too I am sure your future Husband or Live In will appreciate that side of you. Instead of the two previous options if you want aim to tke down everyone thats not like you or doesn’t go by the things you agree with why don’t you start a forum, put up a billboard, stand on a roadside with a sign, I don’t know do something though… Until than I will kindly wait for your apology message in a few years when you grow up and realize that not everyone can be exactly alike, imagine if we were? Than everyone would spell ass whole all fucked up.

On a side note it did find Kateeeee’s page pretty fucking funny, she’s going to rip me and try to be miss goody two shoes has this on her page: “..”I never fought a war on drugs, I’ve never done shit on drugs except play halo 2″”"…… Drugs are bad mmmmmmmmk.

I was out and about today, we went to Seaworld in Orlando Florida today, there were eight of us total, my boy Sean took a shit load of pictures which I will be posting very soon. We got back to the Condo around 7pm.

Once we got back to the Condo, my cell phone rang and it was one of the girls at my Clearwater Extreme Tan and Smoothies tanning location. She was very calm, but a little upset. Basically some fucking loser came in to Tan, when she was done tanning she headed to the bathrooms. No biggie a lot of people have to use the restroom before they leave, some assholes decide to use the trash can’s in the room as their personal piss pot, which shows the true “class” of people. Thats another story, tonight is a special night about a special kind of loser.

This person decides to come in to our salon and tan (I swear to god I feel like I’m filming the Southwest airlines show sometimes), and after tanning she heads to the restroom (which I said earlier), but I have had a few drinks so you gotta deal with it. Anyways this loser hangs out in the bathroom for almost an hour, associates are banging on the door trying to get her out, no response but movement. Finally the woman slips out of the bathroom and gets out of the salon.

After the the woman (loser) left, my associates went into the bathroom, where there were bloody paper towels and “pills”? I can go on for hours about that part of it alone, but I won’t so I can spare all of you. Why is it that this dumb fuck decided the right place for her to do drugs would be in our fucking bathroom? I have staff that’s mixed in age and this is honestly bullshit without that even being a factor. We are business owners with a staff that cares, we have spent more money on our salons in the last year than most salon owners spend in over 5 years and this fucking loser comes in to hang out. Either way this will become a huge problem for the dumb ass that decided that our bathroom was the place for her to continue on the path of being a loser. After all of course we are going to call the police to make sure everything is ok with her, which kinda sucks for her because when they follow up Im sure they are going to be curious about what her game plan was.

Let this be a lesson, if your a loser do us a favor stay in your loser environment and do loser things, don’t come to our backyard and bring your loser bullshit to us. Wouldn’t it have been nice if I was in town and at the store and could have told this ass everything I said above in person.

Well no not me, I actually like working and too many hours isnt something I have really ever thought of or complained about. I was more the type to be happy I was working, had a job, could pay my bills and do some fun stuff on the side. And for all of you critics out there I’m not just basing my theory on recent times, im basing it on just about my entire professional life. Even way back when I use to push carts for Home Depot out on Long Island.

I recently had the wonderful chance to work with someone, we will say “Mark” (so no one jumps to any conclussions) that was what I like to call the typical “maybe” employee. As in maybe they actually are as good as they say they are or “maybe” that person will barely be able to get started before they get going.

“Mark” was very excited to get started in his new position, he had great idea’s and talked a great game. However on Mark’s first day, Mark was an hour late, Mark didnt call or let anyone know he would be late. Finally Mark showed up, offered no real reason as to why he was late and just went about his day. In order to get through this story I will glide through some of the details. For the next few week’s Mark’s lateness with no communication what so ever continued, Mark’s Boss kept calm during this time, trying to be understanding to some of the billion problems in Mark’s life. During this time of being late or not showing up to work Mark also decided he should inquire about a raise, as if Mark deserved more money. Mark also wanted some type of a commitment in regards to future growth and top earning potential. As time went on Mark got a little better, started being on time, getting a decent amount of work done and staying focused. Than one day Mark met someone, Mark was quickly wrapped up in his new found love, this caused disaster for Mark.

Mark quickloy had problems working 30hrs in a week’s time, and the work output level just collapsed. When Mark was asked about the hours he stated that he was working too many hours between his other “side job” and at the Boss’s company. This story was also pretty old to the Boss who made an agreement with Mark about how many hours minimum Mark would be expected to work in a week as well as other work specific details. Mark continued on about working too many hours, being tired all the time, missing this and missing that. Mark was given a chance to make his own schedule so that he wouldnt be late and could plan accordingly. Mark thought this was too hard, Mark couldnt do it because Mark couldnt work that many hours.

I hate to say it but really, how many hours is too many hours? In my world 50 hrs a week is nothing, 30 hrs is a vacation. Is the real fact here that Mark just doesnt want to work, doesnt want to have normalcy in his life, Mark isnt looking to settle down and start thinking about the future?

I hope Mark’s life never gets any harder, im not sure Mark could handle it.

Continue to write what you wish, say what you want and think people really give a shit what your doing. The fact remains that was never the point. The fact remains that regardless of how peaceful and easy the transition could have been, that instead of taking that road you feel the need to continue to make comments. Than your surprised when someone else makes comments back. Perhaps instead of taking shots here and there at every chance you can, youll just find something else better to do. I mean really there is so much more that you can be doing, I cant imagine that what I think is important to you as I can assure you that what you think hardly matters to me.

Move on, grow, do something better and for once be the better person. After this I can assure you I will be, it’s dumb and by far a huge waste of time. You can’t seriously think however that you can make comments and run your mouth about stuff and dont expect the same in return. Let’s not forget I did not strike the first blow with comments and whatever else, I will however be more than happy to strike last.

Time heals all wounds, time will pass and so will this and in the end it wont matter anymore to ANYONE. Hell there are already people that it doesnt matter to already. Im starting to think the only one it matters to is YOU.

More importantly not everything that is written or said everywhere is about you, and you should think before you react, god knows I should. Everyone has their weakness that’s mine. DOn’t act like your an Angel, god knows you love the drama, you feed off of it and always have. This is probably drama that you dont want, however dont think you can kick people over and over and those people won’t kick back.

In closing we all “Giggle” or maybe even “Chuckle” or flat out “Laugh”, I was laughing long ago so your giggles and chuckles and laughter are not alone. Not everyone plays nice all of the time, I play nice when others play nice with me. The real victims here are the people not envolved with this silly shit and thats just pathetic. Move on, go play, use your time wisely and grow at whatever it is you wanna do with yourself, there’s way more to life than Drama, you should try it some day. People come and go through other people’s life all the time, thats just how it goes it doesnt mean everything needs to be a spectacle, really it doesnt. Leave in peace, the way others were willing to let you leave, with class and peace of mind. Wouldnt that have been the brighter, smarter, better decision?