Monday, February 23, 2009

msb-0351 Damn I'm out of control ANGRY!

msb-0351 Damn I'm out of control ANGRY!


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The path to illness is shadowy, murky and rough strewn.

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I really need this.


Feedback comes first, so...

There is not much.

I'm afraid I have been neglecting to post on your blogs, but my wife came upon an entry on "BlindBeard's MS blog" [*%20SSA ] that moved me to write a response to her old post.

I really feel her pain.

I am becoming possessed by a generalized feeling of anger. (When it gets to rage, get the fuck away for me as far and fast as your legs will carry you or your wheel chair can roll you.)

Part of me knows that it does no good to rail against the situation, but another part of me wants to shake the fucking life out of the idiot lawyers and judges who sit on the SSI's bench, sticking their legs out to trip up the unwary cripple.

What the fuck kind of people are these?

No wonder Shakespeare wrote in Henry VI "The first thing we do, lets kill all the lawyers."

I have never met a bunch of people, and I use the term people very loosely, more deserving of death by strangulation, after I have had the very great pleasure of flailing the skin from their bones.

You blocks!
You stones!
You worse than senseless things!

The worst part is that I "know" that its not the hiring managers' fault.

I never get past HR because I "might", not "do" mind, just "might", need medical care and that would send everybody's premiums up.

So they go the next candidate on the list after making some non-discrimitory noises...

This country needs a good dose of smelling salts and to get their heads out of Richard M. Nixon's dead ass.

This country needs single payer universal health care "not" on any employers tab.

Oh my "gods!"

I need some "Hariprasad Chaurasia" [ ] to calm down.

I'll be back in half an hour after some meditation and some breathing exercises.

I am boiling in a maelstrom of anger and I'm the heat that's causing it to boil.

---- "My Baby Done Hurt Me" by: "Aux and Big Mike"

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Say "your" piece on this segment.

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---- "I Know You Are Hurting" byL: "Panda Kopanda"

Feed Me comes third, so...

I am not even bothering anymore.

These shows are my gift to you.

Enjoy my demented rantings.

---- "Love Hurts from the Musical Saint Peters Umbrella" by:"Wright and Hudson"


I'll be going to the IBS (Intercollegiate Broadcasting System) conference on March 6th, 7th and 8th.

It should be interesting.

Apart from the fact that every other conference conference I have ever attended posted their schedule on a grid with the rooms on one axis and time on the other axis, which made much easier to see what was going to be where when.

Whine whine, bitch, bitch, complain, complain.

---- "It Still Hurts" by: "Jeff McMullen"


Attending conferences used to be one of my favoritest ways of passing some time away from home and office, pretending that I was working while pressing the flesh, schmoozing and boozing.

I have attended many conferences related to my old obsession of programming, object-oriented programming and other techie things.

I used to enjoy the feeling of being a room full of other tech gurus (well the first day, the following morning it was always a bit rougher getting up any enthusiasm until after a "Bloody" [ ] and the third cup of coffee...)

Still it was a lot of fun going away to conferences and trying to come home with as much swag as we could carry.

Linux conferences were always good for a year's supply of T-Shirts.

Smalltalk conferences weren't as good for the wardrobe but I used to make all sorts of contacts and meet old friends from prior conferences.

Sometimes the conferences were paid for by my publishers. That was sweet.

If I could get my ass there, they'd pay for my attendance.

That was specially true if I was on any panels. (But I rarely was. [I'd never been one for the politicking and maintaining the relationships required to appear as a regular on the conference circuit. {Its too much work and I would rather have been doing something else. (I always got along better with the equipment than with the people using the equipment. [What do you think? Clinical Aspergers' { } or what?])}])

---- "Truth Hurts" by: "Lisa Redford"


Its never easy to shake an obsession.

I know because I am an obsessive S.O.B.

At least I have learned how to let go and ... move on.

---- "Hurting is to Blame demo" by: "boy novice"


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