Ranty Rant Rant Rant

Well money has randomly been an issue off an on since... as long as I've had to take care of myself. I suspect this will be an issue til my last breath or until some magical person comes down from the sky and showers me with decent food and shelter.

I thought that I was finally getting a bit of a handle on that but little cracks keep happening here and there. I guess this is probably normal for most people now a days though which is sad. Was there ever a time when most people worked hard and could afford to eat decent and set aside a bit for a rainy day? I just don't see that happening so much now a days.

I know people with college degrees (and even some with multiple college degrees) who still struggle to get by or are always doing temp work or some other form of lofty income.

It starts with a company I shall not name but frankly things have been going down hill. From the constant site failures and the lack of toys that were once always there being stolen by random hoeskies. To the random rule changes and the site not accepting pay. A once stable source of income has become just as lofty as all my other random jobs.

Oh I was also over payed apparently and that's my fault so. . . I guess I was supposed to work for how ever many fucking days w/out pay whilst paying to get there and of course arriving an hour early to douche my ass cause some cunt left their ass juices on their anal fun toys.

On top of this the site I use to sell videos is having some credit issues. Since I transferred funds to this "PAYZA" fucking site I can't get any of my damn money. I wish I had transferred the funds at 20 bucks so at least I would just be out that but nope I had to be all adult like and wait until it was at a decent amount to want to change things. I contact them and get some condescending ass message about you need to submit bills with this person's name (I of course used an alias as I very RARELY) use my real name online. I wasn't aware of the fact that you cannot do this... guess this teaches us all a valuable lesson of really reading fine print. Perhaps even very obvious in your face print. I'm sure many people, self included just go past these random screens w/out really reading what the hell they say). I explain that I set up the profile under an alias and get a similar message saying to submit the files before (not saying how to submit these files or the fact that my name is different, if that will be a problem). I call them and there's no answer. I try to close the account and I cannot.

Soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo now I'm trying to sign up with another site they use for payment and "hoping" that I won't have the same fucking issue as I mostly enjoy the site and would like to keep making videos and products there.

And so... this is my state on this fine fine titty tuesday. A state of general irritation.

At least I have clean clothing and a cup o' noodle to hold me through this major frustration.... Rent due and all sorts of madness.

That is all for now.... soon we will continue our original programming of mindless spam and prattle and pictures of tits and dirty puss puss so no need to fret!

XOXO

An angry Siren

I've come down w/ a case of the Monday's

How is that possible when one isn't working a 9-5? Oh boy I'll tell ya.

I've been up since about 6am ready to take my bus trek to buttfuck no where to do a shoot I was looking forward to (as I look forward to all my shoots) Thanks to the lovely magical google maps directions I ended up in the middle of fucking Compton which is no where near where I needed to be. Upon trying to find a transfer to the correct bus I get sprayed with some random broken sprinklers.

Oh forgot to mention when I woke up I tried to fix the internet issues w/ my shit-tastic metro pcs phone. Yesterday I was told that "I can't get access to anything but facebook b/c I have the $45 plan" Honestly if I'm to pay 50 bucks there are better pre-paid options out there and I'm not even entirely sure what I'm getting out of the extra 5 bucks with this plan when nothing fucking works properly. W/ my old phone I could check email, twitter and any other site that would load on it. This phone which is supposed to be an upgrade won't let me check anything but facebook and sends the incorrect picture every time I try to send one to someone.

So I call and the first time I get hung up on. The second time some ghetto bitch answers who sounds like she wants to kill herself. Her incessant gum smacking really brightened up my morning as well... wtf was her name, Taqwanda or some ridiculous gutter trash name that doesn't mean shit... ugh. Anyway she tells me that since I don't know my "high security code" which I don't even recall ever being asked to set up I have to go back to a physical store and ask them for it. There's no security question in place like most companies have or fuck they could have ask me my social or something but no... there's nothing miss gum smacking bitch could do.

Apparently the library is also closed on Sunday's and Monday's now so that felt like a meh moment but luckily there's a starbucks down the street that I happened upon to type in all this positive fucking energy for you all today.

"I can pick you up but you must not really want to shoot" really fucker!? If you could've picked me up why the fuck didn't you offer in the first place. OF COURSE AFTER BEING SPRAYED WITH SPRINKLERS AND SENT OFF TO BUTT FUCK NO WHERE I'M NOT GOING TO FEEL LIKE SHOOTING RETARD!?

I think the hopes of internet at home are lost on retarded ears because my grandmother could care less about anything that doesn't directly effect her. At least there's always coming here and smelling coffee smell that makes me half nauseous

I'm done trying to fix this phone. I really wanted to give it a shot since I just bought the stupid fucking thing and it seems like a waste to go and buy another one so soon but I'm tired of dealing with this shit customer service.

Rant be ended here

On a positive note... tomorrow should be nice, Thursday should also be awesome. Since there isn't any net at home I have been giving a lot more LOVE to my emulators though. I guess that could be seen as a positive? Kinda fun pulling out ur laptop and then pulling out other parts to where it looks like it's on life support just to play 15 mins of breath of fire on the train.... JOY!

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A Black Man Day

In honor of this... uh day where I won't get my shitty paycheck b/c of some fucker that  I appreciate what you did but why do folks feel like they don't have to work on this day keeping me in more of a perpetual state of broke-ass-ness. (I would be very surprised if I got my paycheck on time today... *sigh* and I kinda need to. I GOT PLANS FOR YOU POCKET CHANGE!) My train of thought, is gone. I probably shouldn't attempt to write when I am this hungry :( At any rate random things about black men which may branch out to black folks and then black mamba b/c my brain works like a meth addicts and connects things that shouldn't be... which means phsycadellic drugs would be either really awesome for me or I'd see Eddie (the iron maiden mascot) making eggs and pancakes which would freak me the fuck out... (sorry no more tangents I promise sorta ahhhhh!)

*After careful thought from a mind whose memory capacity is pretty shit-o-riffic... I've dated about 2 black guys in my lifetime... banged 3. After more careful thought I realize that neither dating period counts cause one only came about cause he asked nicely and took 3 tries to beat me in tekken 3 and thus I felt obligated/he got creepy after a week and I dumped him. The second never really acknowledged that we were "dating" ermmm "fucking" ermmmmm dragged me along on a big dick monkey ride. In all instances I wonder what was the inital interest. With many of my white cocks it took a lot longer for that mask to break down... save the being dragged along monkey dick ride which is odd as I don't really care for giant donkey dick. It's not fun in the bj arena and mostly it hurts my vagoo... I can say I've had more fun w/ 3 inches than w/ 11...

*3 black men.... all cocky which one would think is a mask that would SOME DAY fade into oblivion. "this is us getting to know the real deeper layers, this will pass yes?" NOPE perhaps there were never layers to begin w/

*2 shared the same name sake and I'm still not sure which experience was worst. I love psychotic men who call at odd hours taking shit personal and yelling about some OLD SHIT. So old to the point that you don't even remember saying it. People really have to learn how to use library voices and not brood over trial trivia bla

* I never saw where 2 of them lived

*They all had giant cocks save one. None of them were really on my menial intelligence level. Perhaps I'm wrong and they were highly intelligent sentient beings. So much in fact that I couldn't even detect such?

*They all ended on notes that each time I've further been repulsed by black men

*The most aggressive men and abusive I've experienced. Welp fuck it no more dating inner city whore ass niggas who all wanna be a pimp. Who talk as if you are obligated to answer. "we got a black president why you talking to that WHITE MAN" Uh.... he's a photographer, I'm not even fucking him but now I probably should cause if you are the only alternative I'd rather bang old fat white men who know when to shut the fuck up!

*Ok not ALL are bad... some are friends of mine and have been nothing but gentlemen funny awesome like...ish

*Black women get hella pissed when seeing a "brotha" w/ a non niggerish pussola and each time I ask myself.... is this even some one you'd give a chance, he seems a bit white washed to me...or nerdy or generally things that these bitches wouldn't be interested in. I've found that most folks date for the most shallow reasons and that's probably why they can't fathom what a black man could possibly have in common w/ anything but a black chick. Ya know every race smokes weed.... so stop fucking hating cause the real issue is NO ONE WANTS YOUR ASS K... :D

*ugh too many black men don't respect that you're in a relationship and will be aggressive and relentless in hitting on you. It's these times where I want a license to kill or at least enough MP to summon Odin

Well this negativity has gone on long enough! In conclusion I'm racist against  black men I guess cause, um, damn this was not evenly spaced out on the positive negative trait bar that I placed in my subconscious. I think if there was a special website for ball busting CBT shit specifically for black men I'd be all for that shit... never really kicked a dude in the nuts hard... think that's the only time I wouldn't care. Alright I stop myself before I go off into another rant. Oh shit I just lost 50% of the 2 readers who read this shit, and all my twitter followers, better act fast...

Oh Ariel Alexus... you've shown me the beauty in the black.......................................bllllaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah

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Hungry Hoes... *sigh*

I finally got into work work work mode (okay  I was thrown into work work mode b/c a homeless unicorn is no unicorn at all... been there and it's not fun. I thought of the process, demeaning ... carrying heavy ass shit for half a mile. Everyone avoiding eye contact w/ you b/c the homeless aren't human beings.) At any rate the criterion for me to stay here is simply work 25 hours. I've been slacking off. I won't do that any further since I'm now keeping track of my hours myself.

Well what I really wanna talk about has nothing to do w/ that. Fuck man I'm tired of getting "home" (kinda bothers me to call this my home but it is where I lay my head... at least I get to sleep naked I guess) and find that some wack hoe has eaten random bits of my food. This has been going on for months now. There was a gap where I didn't really notice food missing. IE: milk is untouched, peanut butter jelly seems to not be the cup of tea for this food stealer person.

What pisses me off the most is I scrape up food w/ what little money I do have. OBVIOUSLY I don't have much considering I stay here. Who would choose to stay in a synthetic whore brothel? (Actually the idea didn't bother me much until being here. Since many of the girls work irregular hours it can be noisy at random times. The walls are uber thin. No windows, gets stuffy. It's REALLY loud when that one couple that works here randomly comes in but they semi amuse me. "I love when you fuck me, oh no not my ass but YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAH!!"  I haven't seen them in a while though... nice folk they are) Many of these grenades (shit I watch too much jersey shore) make more money than me. Now I don't know if this is fully because I've been lazy lately.... and haven't kept steady hours from week to week/day to day or cause some how fat old ppl are more attractive than I am or if that really comes into play considering how much the web cam doesn't pick up on all the fucked up shit in these bitches faces (even so bodies are wrecked... bla).... still they shouldn't be eating my fucking food!

I've rarely fed bitches I'm actually fucking, WHY THE FUCK WOULD I WANNA FEED HOES I HAVE NO CARE IN THE WORLD ABOUT!

I've come to the conclusion that I'm going to have to start locking food up in the lockers in the back or buying only items I can horde in my room... this shit is really the fucking wackest of the weak sauces...

(btw that painting is by pendalune on deviant art... )

FAT BITCHES IN BIKINIS!