I do not know what anyone thinks, so I am going but what I see, and, hey I would love to give someone the benefit of the doubt here, but I am left just... sore here. So she later came out, with a swimsuit, and this... GUY ... she works? with and they walk on the other side of the road, and I am like... DOUBLE... KO, like, she was being... emphatic... about it, like, fuck you, asshole. Then she walks back alone, in the lead, and I am not even sure what that is about. I would have given up even then, but there is this... trend... you see, that is developing here, when them upstairs people figure out I am getting pissed off, they send this zim lady who works there, and she makes a point of making a greeting, which thing puzzles me because it is like trying to repair damage that one willfuly caused, and so, is it a game or what? Needless to say I am NOT amused, and while i may NOT kill them shitheads unless they dare face up to me, I have NO compuction about sending the WHOLE lot of them to hell. Fuck, I may not know the outcome of this, because I am stunned at how much it is smarting in my chest at the moment, but no male that has accompanied the chick, whether it was business or whatever, will live to see the following week. When the pain becomes unremitting anger, i will THEN decide what to do with them bitches, yessssss! I promise it WILL hurt THEM a lot, yessss!!!
