Well, today the crap polygamist told me I was crazy.
I take that as a compliment.
Being positive is crazy.
Being open-minded is crazy.
Being kind to a stranger with serious legal problems is crazy.
Being thoughtful is crazy.
Making time for stupid people is crazy.
Not giving a flying fuck how much money he has is crazy. (my best crazy feature, in my view)
Being considerate is crazy.
Standing up for what you believe in is crazy. (some women need to re-evaluate what a hard time is)
Not taking any shit from people taking the piss out of you is crazy.
Being a good friend is crazy.
Having endless patience is crazy.
Trying to help people that have no idea what they are doing is crazy.
Feeling empathy for someone you have never met is crazy. (I feel sorry for the first wives, frankly)
Having an open and generous nature is crazy.
Being intelligent is crazy.
Limitations are in your head, suckers.
Fuck glass walls, I’m doing the Angel story next, and then Lucifer Ogilvie.
Does he seriously think people imagine that his privilege means anything? He has no manners, no clue how to deal with people and he is going to take more than six months to do a week’s work due to lack of knowledge and presumably motivation.
I’m not all that bothered by it, this is the end of a long period of having stupid people fail to keep up. I am running out of patience for terminally dumb asses, however.
Bought a beautiful sari for Little Shiva’s chair. I see he is still hoovering.
