Some people CAN'T and WON'T be fixed, even with castration. They are evils of nature, and we either confine them to lifetime in a maximum security prison at the taxpayers' expense, or we cut their effing heads off! Hard choice (or not).

My neighbor who reamed me...we finally agreed he'd do less concrete work to settle the difference. He's shady, I'll NEVER use him again, but he'll be my neighbor for a long time, and he has helped me out here and there with my troubled son, so I "ate" this one so to speak and will be learning the fine art of concrete repair on my own!

Today's rant...my kids are BRATS!!! Their friends are PUNKS! They were so cute when they were little, and now they're the bain of my existence! 16 and 20 years old. I want to ship them in a live cargo box (duct tape their mouths first) to a third world country where they'd REALLY get a wake up call! But then I'd have to ignore all the calls from migrant owners who were actually going to pay me to take them back. *sigh*

Andy's coming in LESS THAN 48 HOURS and my procrastination ass still hasn't done 10 things on the "to do" list (one was ship the kids off to another country). Why do I DO THIS??? Why, when I had WEEKS to get ready, didn't I do it? Do I subconsciously LIKE being overwhelmed?

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