Im generally a person with a sense of humor. All the rules have gone out the window in the last 48 hours. Ive had a troubled and great past. Recovery has shown me how to think rationally and with clarity. Communication and presentation. Ethics, integrity and honesty. Be of service to others. Im getting overwhelmed with these retarded internet pie in the sky financial opportunities from abroad. Im convinced I must have a flashing red light on my head that says Ill bite on your line of BS. Rarely is anything free. Im simply a nice guy that believes anything can happen for a number of reasons. Then today the FBI e-mails me warning me they got wind of a 10.5 ,million dollar transaction earmarked for my company...and they dont leave out the penalties if Im caught doing something inappropriate. Gosh Im extremely tired of the BS. Although Ive been seriously impressed with the FBI...I had no problem e-mailing them back and politely reminding them Ive done nothing wrong, dont plan to and to screw themselves. Uncle Sam needs to focus on cleaning his huge pile of shit and leave little ole me alone. I dont have a dime to my name to buy a lousy used computer for my college classes and those pricks in the USA FBI waste my time saying I got 10.5 million. Will the Real crack smokers please stand up. Im not on parole and/or probation, dont give a shit about 2 lousy misdemeanor warrants for traffic (they threaten me with), dont care who I talk shit too (if theyre wrong) because Im not out to win a popularity contest and Im certainly not afraid to go to jail and fight and/or bring a good viable lawsuit. What a can of worms I stepped into recently. Ive simply come to far to care about anybody elses pile of shit. Leave me the hell alone. Then throw in the fact Ive been allowing a girl in recovery to stay with me for two weeks and tonite she decides she wants to go walking at 1230am. Nice girl, but Im not dealing with any BS in my new house. Ive purposely been a gentleman in all ways. I made it clear my place wont be disrespected, period. Ive come too far. I wont put my foot down...Ill put it somewhere its not designed to fit. I talk clearly and plainly and respectfully. I offer the utmost in kindness and respect. Then I silently go crazy. People think Im crazy because I completely go from one extreme to the other. Im not arguing about shit when Im right. Life is an action program. Words and enablers are BS. Im tried of firmly believing the country I love continues to spend resources trying to figure me out...or catch me in some BS. God...I hate money, but I love business and Im not stupid and play along with so much shit just to see where its going. Im used to real money...but damn, I dont have any. I just took 3 psyche pills and Im going to sleep, not going for a drink. If I drank Id have a life sentence by the time the sun came up.
Posted on: Sat, 23 Aug 2014 08:14:03 +0000
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