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Bitch Book...

by Grandpa_of_Anarchy

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December 16, 2014

Awwww.......FUCK!!!!!

Yesterday morning I got up as normal to get ready to go to work. I had laid out my clothes the night before, everything going normal. I was even up a tad early as the day at work was going to be ...


October 24, 2014

Life

Life on the sofa. Not really all that bad, that is if one enjoys discomfort. The sofa is not designed for a big man to sleep on, the dips and divits. Then there is the texture, nothing like the s...


October 07, 2014

Day Off Rambles...

Debbie has a Doctors appointment this afternoon and I took the day off to take her. Oh it is not that she cannot drive or that this is really a worry some visit as this is with her Primary Care P...


September 07, 2014

A Tale of Woe...

On with the Tale of Woe… When the new “smart phone” would not connect, and with the difficulty of the laptop connecting to our router, I thought perhaps it is the router that is the problem. She ...


August 29, 2014

Praise be! Its a miracle!

Oh yes, I am in a mood now...... Amazing how things go around here in our little humble abode. Over a month ago my dear one had surgery, a pretty major surgery at that. That first weekend post-op...


August 27, 2014

Fuck FaceBook

I have been using the name unscathed corpse on my account for about 4 years. Just now at 5:43pm 8/27/14 I get booted off and a message appears that says “it appears I am not using a real name”. W...


Last evening I packed her a breakfast and lunch. I left her fresh strawberries. Today I came home and everything is where it was when I left it in the fridge. She told me she did not feel like co...


August 15, 2014

Oh Bother.....

Things have gotten strange since her surgery. She is now 3 weeks post-op and seems worse each day. I fear depression. She does little but lay about in bed. Initally the first days post-op she w...


August 09, 2014

A Not So Good Day......

Nothing like waking up in pain. Lower back aching, knee throbbing, a searing pain shooting up thru the bottom of your foot. Shoulder feeling like it is filled with broken needles, elbow, wrist an...


Nothing like pouring out heart and soul in a long entry and then clicking save and it is all lost, unrecoverable. I HATE EWsentinel's Easy Diary! It is just as fucked up as the old Open Diary! ...


Oh well, she is getting bitchy again. She is acting pissed off because Mandy is out with a girlfriend. She is acting pissed because I did not want to go to the Market because I do not feel good ...


May 16, 2014

Oh Yeah...plus EDIT

It has gotten back the past 48 hours. Last evening it was the worst. We went out for dinner with friends. Of course I drove and I put fuel in the truck. During dinner she throws it in my face ...


April 24, 2014

Oh Fuck It....

Well typical for our normal. Been about two weeks and shit is in the fan again. Deb got pissed at me yesterday evening when going out for dinner. She asked me where her shoes were and I told he...


I try to always pack Debbie's lunch and breakfast. Even though she works from home, I try to make her something to eat as she will not even take the time to come downstairs and dig a left over ou...


March 27, 2014

Your Welcome...

We have been working on a remodel of one of our bathrooms. This has been an on going project for the past four months. It has been an overwhelming project as there is no set plan and there is co...


9:30am. Air Temperature : 46 degree F Wind : light from the south. Distance round trip : 10 miles or less. It is a no go, her not wanting.


March 01, 2014

Ha..

I came home from work exhausted as I my first half a day was in the field doing inspections. I came in at noon to see if anyone had called because of one outstanding case. I played a series of ...


February 27, 2014

Hurt, Angry, Confused...

I imagine that most of you know I am crazy about my Harley Davidson. I have owned it just thriteen months and it is still new to me. I try to ride as much as possible. I feel like I am trying t...


Book Description

Well this is a book, but I look at it as a Chapter, that I swore I would never create.

There were long periods of time at Open Diary that my diary became a bitch book.

This is where I will rant and rave, pouring out my hurt and anger.

Hopefully by segregating it to a chapter it will not escape and take over the rest of this diary.