I am sitting here and thought I would blog for a few. I have a lot on my mind, and dunno if I want to blog about it all. So this will probably be a brief blog, until i decide to open up more.
I was driving down the road earlier, with my daughter in the car, and this fucking jackass cuts us off. Like an inch from hitting us. Just because some car in front of me was turning, and he wanted to go around us. So the car in front of me turns, and this fucking dumbass comes flying up on the side of me as I am starting to go, and he cuts me off. And then has the nerve to give me the finger. Um you stupid mother fucker, I was in my lane, you were the fucking asshole that decided to drive on the shoulder and try passing everyone, because you couldn’t wait two fucking seconds. Then you haul ass away, doing like 100 mph. I really was hoping you would of lost control of your truck, and rolled it a few times. Maybe one day you will, with the way you drive. Believe me, you will have no sympathy from me. You stupid fucking prick.

I was watching the show Pan Am, one of my favorite tv shows right now. And this lady is like a stalker. She doesn’t want to let go of a guy she loves. And it reminded me of me, back in the day. How many women stalked me. I look back now and can laugh at it, but some of them were down right crazy. I had some trying to climb through my windows, call and follow me all the time, etc… It is kind of a mixed reaction to having a stalker. It is nice in its own sense, because that person has strong feeling for you. But in the other sense, you have to have them back, and odds are you don’t, so that person gets upset and starts doing stupid things. It is flattering, but scary. I know “love” can do strange things and is the strongest emotion a person can ever have. And to mess with that feeling, good or bad, can be very dangerous. We all fear the word “rejection” and especially by someone who we “love” Back then, I had feelings for a certain someone. But many had feelings for me. There was no way i could have spread my “love” around, so many women . So I had many stalkers. I really hate using the term “stalker” but it truly was stalking. I never really understood why so many women liked me, I am not “cute” or have any special qualities or not even rich. But that episode, really reminded me of my past. Was kinda eerie.