Writing really is my therapy
Jan. 18th, 2006 09:01 amI honestly think that's why I rely so heavily on LJ. I write far better than I'll ever speak.
So.
Today fucking sucks.
I generally leave the house about 6:15-6:20. Left at 6:20 today. Saw two guys walking and while it's rare to see anyonejust walking on this street, it's not unusual. Hurry toward my stop. About halfway down the street. Hear someone running up behind me. Have about a half-second to think "Ha, yeah right" before I'm grabbed, turned, punched in the mouth (getting punched is weird. I think he sucks at it, or maybe he was being nice AHAHAHAAHAHAHAHA. My mouth feels funny, but it doesn't really hurt per se). I fell, tried to fight him off b/c I didn't know what he wanted -- he snatched the purse and took off. I screamed bloody murder and started running after him/back to the house. Sarah came out, then called the cops.
Should probably suck it up and go to work but I don't bloody fucking feel like it. Sarah bought me Starbucks and a cream-cheese streudel so I'm going to stay home and write.
The fucking cunt got everything. Everything. My checks, my cards (cancelled now, though I do hope they try to use the credit cards that have nothing on them anyway), my phone, my discman (which I grabbed last minute on a whim this morning), my goddamn keys.
Dear Pussy Who Took My Purse,
I hope you rot in mother fucking hell. I'm going to daydream about my father finding your sorry ass and putting you in the hospital.
I'm also dubbing you "Dick" and am going to kill you slowly in a story. You'll never know, but I will and I can do fun fun things.
Thoroughly pissed,
M.A.Derr
So.
Today fucking sucks.
I generally leave the house about 6:15-6:20. Left at 6:20 today. Saw two guys walking and while it's rare to see anyonejust walking on this street, it's not unusual. Hurry toward my stop. About halfway down the street. Hear someone running up behind me. Have about a half-second to think "Ha, yeah right" before I'm grabbed, turned, punched in the mouth (getting punched is weird. I think he sucks at it, or maybe he was being nice AHAHAHAAHAHAHAHA. My mouth feels funny, but it doesn't really hurt per se). I fell, tried to fight him off b/c I didn't know what he wanted -- he snatched the purse and took off. I screamed bloody murder and started running after him/back to the house. Sarah came out, then called the cops.
Should probably suck it up and go to work but I don't bloody fucking feel like it. Sarah bought me Starbucks and a cream-cheese streudel so I'm going to stay home and write.
The fucking cunt got everything. Everything. My checks, my cards (cancelled now, though I do hope they try to use the credit cards that have nothing on them anyway), my phone, my discman (which I grabbed last minute on a whim this morning), my goddamn keys.
Dear Pussy Who Took My Purse,
I hope you rot in mother fucking hell. I'm going to daydream about my father finding your sorry ass and putting you in the hospital.
I'm also dubbing you "Dick" and am going to kill you slowly in a story. You'll never know, but I will and I can do fun fun things.
Thoroughly pissed,
M.A.Derr
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Date: 2006-01-18 02:05 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-01-18 02:11 pm (UTC)Everything is frozen.
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Date: 2006-01-18 02:18 pm (UTC)I hope the rest of the day goes well for you. *hug*
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Date: 2006-01-18 02:21 pm (UTC)No, you're fine. I'm scatterbrained at the best of times. Off to write now. I think I'm in the mood to write the part where Dieter kills things.
Sorry I wigged on the phone. I was fine until I called home, and then it was just more than I could keep handling.
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Date: 2006-01-18 02:23 pm (UTC)No worries. I can understand parts of it, at least.
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Date: 2006-01-18 02:05 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-01-18 02:10 pm (UTC)My dad the mailman is sending me pepperspray. I don't give a fuck what's legal or not.
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Date: 2006-01-18 02:17 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-01-18 02:11 pm (UTC)Goddamn, I'm so sorry that happened to you. I hope that karma drop kicks them off a cliff. That would shake anyone up, and all things considered, it sounds like you're handling it better than most. *huggles* Feel better.
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Date: 2006-01-18 02:15 pm (UTC)Bad karma will come around and take it out of his ass one day.
Maybe carry around cheap perfume? A good spray in the eyes will stop anyone. It's sure to sting and hurt pretty badly.
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Date: 2006-01-18 02:27 pm (UTC)I am *so* sorry!!! ::hugglessnugglesluffs::
That JERK!
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Date: 2006-01-18 02:28 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2006-01-18 02:42 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-01-18 02:44 pm (UTC)*loves you muchly*
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Date: 2006-01-18 02:44 pm (UTC)Wish I had something to cheer you up with. :( Normally I'd feed people chocolate and other sweet things, but you're a bit far away for that. :/
*sends thoughts of sexy boys in
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Date: 2006-01-18 02:45 pm (UTC)I hope his ears hurt.
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Date: 2006-01-18 02:48 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-01-18 02:49 pm (UTC)*dies laughing*
You kill me.
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Date: 2006-01-18 03:38 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-01-18 02:47 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-01-18 03:33 pm (UTC)If they catch the guy, and you could choose his punishment, you could just hand him over to your flist... he'd wish he'd never been born.
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Date: 2006-01-18 05:17 pm (UTC)Amen to that. We'd pulverize the creep. ^____^
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Date: 2006-01-18 07:08 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-01-18 03:52 pm (UTC)I'm glad you're all right. If you weren't, I don't know what I'd do.
If it makes you feel better, I would be predisposed to go totally Sin City on the guy.
If there's anything I can do for you, let me know.
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Date: 2006-01-18 03:59 pm (UTC)*hugs more* I'm glad you're all right.
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Date: 2006-01-18 04:33 pm (UTC)I am in like complete shock right now. Let me know if there's anything that I can do to help you out!!!!!!!!
Omigod that's horrible. Horrible. You poor thing!!!!!!!!!
I am in complete shock right now.
*loads of hugs*
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Date: 2006-01-18 04:49 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-01-18 05:11 pm (UTC)And I'd have called in to work, if my day started like that. Honestly. *hugs again for good measure*
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Date: 2006-01-18 05:16 pm (UTC)Not strange at all. And most definitely yes, they're being changed today.
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Date: 2006-01-18 05:18 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-01-18 05:35 pm (UTC)Maybe he's a famous purse-snatcher and you'll go down and identify him in a lineup and he'll go to jail and become the favorite punching bag and wish he'd never gotten out of bed this morning. I feel very violent towards him for hurting you. Grr >.<
Anyways, if there is anything I can do you know my e-mail and my msn and my aim is o0yoru0o. Also this is the first time I realize what your screen name means :D
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Date: 2006-01-18 05:39 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-01-18 05:41 pm (UTC)What shits!
Date: 2006-01-18 05:47 pm (UTC)Don't forget to freeze your cell phone number before they start making all sorts of calls on your line. Though you might want to call your phone company and see if they have some sort of way to track your phone. Yeah right, wouldn't that be nice. Anyway, block your cell phone.
Also, you might want to just take a look around a couple of blocks away. I don't think you'll ever find your discman, but often what they'll do is run until they see you're not chasing them anymore and then rummage and dump the purse.
Re: What shits!
Date: 2006-01-18 06:58 pm (UTC)So, it's a good thought, and maybe it'll help the cops find the goobers?
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Date: 2006-01-18 06:09 pm (UTC)it is royI hope it makes you at least stop and go "Aw." Or maybe, "Roy is such a sly bitch."Er, anyway.
My intial reaction was something like DSFJSDKL:FJSDKL:FJO:ASDFUSDI, which eventually morphed/calmed into "HOLY SHIT!" and has now settled on "That fucking sucks." Jesus. It feels stupid to ask if you're okay, so I'll just, um... *doesn't know* Uh. *hugs*
*points to the post above* I agree with this one. I found my wallet tossed in some bushes once.
Nghhh. Still can't believe this happened to you. *offers a bag of ice* Hope your mouth hasn't started hurting yet.
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Date: 2006-01-18 09:09 pm (UTC)Hugs where it doesn't hurt...which it might come morning when the adrenalines slows down.
I so fucking hate Ohio.
(Your dad's a mailman too, hee, so's mine, in Petersburg Virginia)
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Date: 2006-01-18 09:37 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-01-19 01:02 am (UTC)Someone I've dubbed 'Prick' stole my wallet just before Christmas. It was passively done and I didn't even notice until much later, or so I assume. that sucked, losing my Christmas money and trying to get everything replaced, and I don't even have a credit card (I lose when it comes to spending money that is not my own). I still don't have any ID, but that's cuz I'm lazy and don't want to spend the extra $$ to get it.
What my overtired brain is trying to say is that it (and me!) hopes that you feel better soon, or baring that, enjoy killing off 'Dick' as many bloody times as you like until you feel better. I look forward to reading them (inputs 'Prick' in Maderrs' stories).
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Date: 2006-01-19 01:07 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-01-19 01:51 am (UTC)It's just coming back to me now in bits and pieces, but I remember it now and how I thought it was such an odd and random dream.
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Date: 2006-01-19 02:03 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-01-20 07:38 am (UTC)The best I can do is continue working on Chapter 13 as quickly as I can.
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Date: 2006-01-21 06:01 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-01-21 06:29 pm (UTC)It's amazing how so much of one person's life can be stored in a purse, isn't it?