Friday, August 30, 2013


Yesterday, a friend of mine was hospitalized because of changes to her insurance.   It's insisting that, for maintenance medicines like her diabetes testing supplies and insulin, she cannot use a local pharmacy, and must mail order three months' worth of her prescriptions at a time.  And neither the doctor's office, the insurance company, nor the mail order pharmacy are cooperating.  She ran out of both her meds and her testing supplies a week ago.

The same friend that went off about how her Aspie fiance should just man up and grow up, and learn to deal with changes and disappointments is now saying that my friend should have just done something and stayed on the insurance company, doctor's office, and pharmacy until she got what she needed, and that it was her fault for not, and her fiance's fault for not being able to find a job so that they can afford more.

It's not my friend's fault that her insurance changed.  It's not her fiance's fault that he can't find a job.  There is one thing behind both problems: the "Affordable" Care Act. 

And it's not just them, either.  Angel's also facing similar fallout in wanting to continue caring for her daughter.  

The authors of that particular ass-rape of a bill can fuck the fucking fuckety fuck off.  May they contract physical halitosis to match that of their spirits.  And may they be forced into a position where they face the consequences of their own horrible law, from really bad medical care to having their hours cut or their jobs eliminated. 

Friday, August 23, 2013

another list

Wearing heeled boots after five years of nothing but combat boots or tennis shoes is killing my feet and legs.  Especially after being on my feet in the classroom for nearly two hours straight for two days this week.  And that pain can fuck right the fucking fuck off. 

The "Affordable" Care Act can also fuck the fucking fuckety fuck off--just on the sheer principle of the things.

Angel's soon-to-be-ex-husband can fuck off with a cricket bat tipped with a cheese grater.  Reasons why are in the comments. 

Terrorists, physical or cyber, can fuck off.  May their 72 virgins all be clones of Helen Thomas, or demons with cocks the size of a Buick studded with backwards-facing spines.  Or maybe alternates, so that they never get used to the utter horror.

Assholes that kidnap and kill little girls.  Hopefully, the bastard gets the death penalty.  There should be laws passed that if someone kills a kid, they die within however long that child's life was.  By the same methods. 

Friday, August 16, 2013

late, I know...

Forgetting what day of the week it is can FTFO.

Rabid mold growth causing multi-week sinus problems in both adults in a four person household can fuck the fuck off.  Hot tea is no longer working.  Pseudo-Sudafed barely takes the edge off, and I can't take the real stuff.  Chili for lunch helped, but I'm not sure if I can take chili for supper, too.

The university "upgrading" student email accounts just before semester starts can fuck the fuck off.  Odysseus is having issues getting into his account to double-check for important announcements before classes start.

Kids acting out because they're bored and stir-crazy when you feel too shitty to take them outside can FTFO.

Politicians and naked money grabs can FTFO.  Thanks again, Governor Nixon, for being such a fucking douchenozzle, and signing that crap sandwich into law.

I think that's all, but someone's packed my sinuses with heavy clay, and I can't think straight.

Friday, August 9, 2013

more misc.

Parents who refuse to rearrange their lives around their kids can fuck off.  If they didn't want to be inconvenienced, why, for fuck's sake, did they have children to begin with?

People who continually make really bad choices, and expect to never have to face the consequences of their actions can fuck off so hard that their ancestors start kicking their ass when they die because of the violation they felt.

Two of my aunts in particular can fuck off.  One of them married a succession of idiots (one mortgaged her paid-off place to buy a bar...then proceeded to drink the profits, and refuses to abide by the divorce settlement to pay it off; the other took out credit cards in her name, and maxed them out...then started beating on her, and refuses to abide by the divorce settlement to pay them off), and whines about never having enough money to live on because she spends it on debt payments and stupid crap that she doesn't know how to use.  The other?  Yeah, the other is enabling this behavior.  She's not paying her own debts and loans, so that she can give money to the first aunt.

Both of those aunts are raising my mother's stress levels and blood they can fuck off.

Friday, August 2, 2013


A late night followed by an early morning starting a long day can fuck off, as can I for not getting to bed earlier than I did.

A good friend who refuses to hear how autism spectrum disorder is different from his own physical disability, and that an inability to cope with change isn't the same as his own refusal to grow the fuck up can fuck the fucking fuckety fuck off.  My son, while not on the spectrum, has much in common with autistic or Aspie kids, and I have a very good friend with Asperger's, bordering on full autism.  My friend's refusal to listen to how changes in routine damages their ability to cope with anything nearly had me telling him to fuck off and don't bother visiting while he's in the area, even though he lives in New Hampshire, and I haven't seen him for two years.

And my dog can fuck off for refusing to shit when we took her out twice before breakfast.