of my wonderful family. My father is apparently taking his sweet ass time moving out of our broken home. So I am still resorting to stealing interwebs. Sorry to any involved. I'm not going to bitch. I love him reguardless. I have no choice.

In other news I'm feeling pretty off balance at my place of work. I get the feeling that my supervisor may indeed be a moron. Though I have often felt that way about anyone who cannot understand the words that are coming out of my mouth. Too often I feel I may be speaking german when I use large words. Not just with him. I feel it is my duty to expand peoples knowledge of the english language that I had been so harshly trained in my youth (I spelled everything phonetically which is a major crime that gave me three years of home tutoring to keep me out of the retard class). It's not about being a know it all. It's about making sure the english language that I had such trouble learning does not devolve to leet speek.

Sure, leet speak was fun in the beginning(I was there for it shut up), but now everyone is texting the crap and I even often hear grown adults shortening the spoken word for god sake. Like the extra sylables would kill them. Fuck I even listened to a pop station and the singer was litterally singing pop shit from the internet two years ago.

I mean what the flying fuck! She sung "why so serious" and some other stupid shit. I bleached my brain after I heard it so I really can't remember what she said, but it was basically one internet colloquialism after another. Thats your word of the fucking day kiddies. Look it up on dictionary.com. Or use an actual paper dictionary like I do when I'm speaking to someone who says a word that I can't make sense out of its context. Context is always a big hint by the way.

I miss wolfebyte. He's the only human I've met so far I never felt the need to dumb myself down for(plus he could keep up with my sex drive... Who am I kidding he surpased mine). But I could not alleviate his suffering, so hopefully he's happier now... but the grass is always greener... I know the meaning of these words better than most.

Fuck I guess I'm growing bitter. Though really its all good. I'm so full of understanding and wisdom now that I often scare myself. I don't feel the bitter pain of living anymore. I'm comfortable and happy just living. Which is new to me. *shrug* I suppose I finally put myself through enough hell that anything better feels like heaven.