I went out to feed the birds....

Yeah, we have weird birds in Glendale.

All the sudden there was a whirl win.

I saw bags and leafs in the air as high as a helicopter flies.

Weird. Then it almost blew me down.

It was a small cyclone.

Then it stopped.

Cool.

I'm confused...

My roommate has been playing a new video game for the last two months. Twelve to eighteen hours a day or night. I don't see him that much unless I cook.

I tried to talk to him in the first month. That would be no response.

Second month slid by. I could see him walking by the microwave and walking back to his computer.

I said "You might want to lay of that."

He said "You're right."

The next day...

He was in his room. How can a person watch TV, type on a laptop also watch the screen of his home computer from across the room and check his video game via cell phone?

He asked me why I've been so distant.

Are your serious?

I don't think people understand...

The mass of what I went through, even I don't understand.

Only a few people know what it's like to live with the devil and very few know how hard it is to get away.

The mind fuck is special. You don't know they are doing it to you. "You are so fucking dead!" should have been my ring tone.

I wish he would have killed me. Six feet under would have been less painful than the nightmares I still have.

"Watch you back, I just bought a knife." Shit.

I could not get away. He would find me. follow me and taunt me. I started looking in to moving to Alaska because I wouldn't have to look over my shoulder. Yeah, it went that far.

The point of this post is I don't understand why people say shitty things to me and they expect me to be nice.

Let's go over the last two day.

Last night my roommate told me I was anti-social and that I never talk to him any more. Low blow and uncalled for. "Huh? Excuse me? You are playing a video game twelve hours a day." (Yes he playing it as I'm typing). I'm anti-social? Hey, but he talks to people in Australia on the game and that makes him social.

My friend T. We got into a stupid drunk phone fight. Hang up's are always in the mix. I called her the next day to apologize for, I don't know. I left her a message. I also sent a text. No response.

I got a text message tonight...two months later. She sent me the same text three times. Grow some balls and call me.

I speak my mind now, something I couldn't do before and some times I am harsh.

As I've said I have been through the shit hole but I respect people and I expect the same in return.

I guess I live in LaLa land.

I watched "The History of Vampires"

I'm sorry that Vlad the Impaler's real name was Dracula. One stupid name changed it all. It was the 1600's. I guess murder was legal in those days. He was a sadist.

Now they believe that there are psychic vampires. The documentary said the Vampires feed on good people's aura. The military actually did a study on it. Excuse me? I'm paying tax dollars to find out some people are assholes and suck the life out of you?

I can't believe I wasted an hour of my life for stupidity.

Tripped over a dog...

Head first in n to my chest of draws.

I hit the corner,

I saw stars.

Ice pack.

I was thinking all day what I wanted to cook...

Eggs...check. Milk...check...Quiche

It was a masterpiece.

Spinach cooked with garlic and butter, mozzarella, provolone and insanity hot sauce all in a beautiful crust.

Need I say more?