Psycho bitch!
Dec. 6th, 2004 04:58 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
palmer_kunAnd this is truly the end of Christine.
I dropped by her place today after seeing Tina, and we were going to go to the library and return some books.
Her mother started another predictable shouting match, which escalated. Christine started screaming for her mother to leave her alone and get out of her face, and her mother would not.
So, hoping to help defuse the situation, I stepped between them. What do I get for my efforts?
Punched in the eye. Three times. By her mother.
Now, I don't take that shit. So I turned to grab her mother and restrain her.
What does this get me? CHRISTINE turns on me!
"You NEVER hit a woman, under any circumstances!"
The next part is a blur, but certain details stand out. Such as my being puched repeatedly, kicked in the balls 3 times, having a wooden spoon shoved in my mouth with malicious intent, and being visciously beaten about the head and knees with baseball bats (full size and one of the little souviner ones).
My glasses, the ones I was so fond of? DESTROYED. Twisted beyond recovery.
I'm fucking BLIND without them. I can't even see the letters on the fucking keyboard when I look down unless I bend over.
They settle for a moment, and the message is clear - "Get out, you're never welcome here again, and I'm keeping all your stuff".
Amazing the reward I get for trying to help her. Why do I try?
I try to grab a few things of mine that are right there in the kitchen, and I get attacked AGAIN! Harder! I manage to grab the bat and slow her down, and convince her to stop so I can leave.
I leave, stagger off (literally, I'm feeling dizzy. No, I'm not at risk of a concussion, no direct blows landed on my head, it's just shock) to the nearby donair joint, and call the police. Lo and behold, she's already phoned them on me!
Naturally, upon seeing me, the officer knows that I'm the victim... destroyed glasses, multiple split lip, BLEEDING. I'm going to have some almighty bruises tomorrow.
We go back and I ant my stuff. She demands her stuff back first. Gee, her 4 videos and 1 lost gameboy game (and clothes she can't wear, apparently) versus my camera, battery charger, computer, PSX games, controller, stack of CDs, half dozen movies...
I have a file number. I phone the constable tomorrow for an escort to make a supervised exchange.
I'm also going to have to try to replace my glasses. I can't function without them. I'll talk to welfare tomorrow (my worker is off, and her replacement is out today)
VERY fortunate that I'm a mad packrat and kept my old, broken, super-scuffed ones... I can semi-function with them.
Had to call work and let them know I can't come in. Karin sounded understanding, but disappointed.
Not as disappointed as I. I'm letting them down. They had me booked in for all week. I'm letting everyone down.
I'm a fucking failure yet again.
Bad enough I was feeeling depressed lately, now this has to happen.
You KNOW things are bad when thinking of Summer coming can't cheer me up.
I just expect too much from life, I guess.
If you've been reading this for a while, you'll recognize the above motto.
Is this my destiny? To have every single relationship explode in my face in an excessively nasty way?
Alexis - Yup. Physical violence involved there
Kelsey - Just a nasty fucking snarky bitch
Jen - Keeps my stuff and badmouths me to everyone, calls me psycho
Summer - We all remember what happened there
Christine - Maybe I should have let them send an ambulance to check me out
Sure, me and Kelsey stay civil, and I'm back to getting along good with Alexis and Summer... but that's not a good track record.
Maybe it's a sign. Maybe I should tell Summer to stay there, it's only going to bring doom upon us. No, I can't... she has nothing there, and a non-refundable ticket. Maybe I should just lose all interest in her and treat her as a casual roommate instead of a friend, or more.
Things always fuck up when I get close to people. My track record with relationships is bad, and with friends it isn't much better.
* * *
Everyone, please do me a little favor?
Don't tell me how great I am, or other positive things about myself. Don't try to cheer me up. Not right now, I can't, I won't be able to even acknowledge them enough to deny them, and frankly they'll just make me feel worse.
Maybe another day, I'll listen, promise. But not right now, OK?
If you want to do something for me... distract me. Divert my attention. Tell me jokes, send me stupid flash videos, have me proofread your homework, make me solve your computer problems, dump your problems on me, whatever. I just don't want to think about myself right now. Please respect that. I don't ask much of you guys...
I dropped by her place today after seeing Tina, and we were going to go to the library and return some books.
Her mother started another predictable shouting match, which escalated. Christine started screaming for her mother to leave her alone and get out of her face, and her mother would not.
So, hoping to help defuse the situation, I stepped between them. What do I get for my efforts?
Punched in the eye. Three times. By her mother.
Now, I don't take that shit. So I turned to grab her mother and restrain her.
What does this get me? CHRISTINE turns on me!
"You NEVER hit a woman, under any circumstances!"
The next part is a blur, but certain details stand out. Such as my being puched repeatedly, kicked in the balls 3 times, having a wooden spoon shoved in my mouth with malicious intent, and being visciously beaten about the head and knees with baseball bats (full size and one of the little souviner ones).
My glasses, the ones I was so fond of? DESTROYED. Twisted beyond recovery.
I'm fucking BLIND without them. I can't even see the letters on the fucking keyboard when I look down unless I bend over.
They settle for a moment, and the message is clear - "Get out, you're never welcome here again, and I'm keeping all your stuff".
Amazing the reward I get for trying to help her. Why do I try?
I try to grab a few things of mine that are right there in the kitchen, and I get attacked AGAIN! Harder! I manage to grab the bat and slow her down, and convince her to stop so I can leave.
I leave, stagger off (literally, I'm feeling dizzy. No, I'm not at risk of a concussion, no direct blows landed on my head, it's just shock) to the nearby donair joint, and call the police. Lo and behold, she's already phoned them on me!
Naturally, upon seeing me, the officer knows that I'm the victim... destroyed glasses, multiple split lip, BLEEDING. I'm going to have some almighty bruises tomorrow.
We go back and I ant my stuff. She demands her stuff back first. Gee, her 4 videos and 1 lost gameboy game (and clothes she can't wear, apparently) versus my camera, battery charger, computer, PSX games, controller, stack of CDs, half dozen movies...
I have a file number. I phone the constable tomorrow for an escort to make a supervised exchange.
I'm also going to have to try to replace my glasses. I can't function without them. I'll talk to welfare tomorrow (my worker is off, and her replacement is out today)
VERY fortunate that I'm a mad packrat and kept my old, broken, super-scuffed ones... I can semi-function with them.
Had to call work and let them know I can't come in. Karin sounded understanding, but disappointed.
Not as disappointed as I. I'm letting them down. They had me booked in for all week. I'm letting everyone down.
I'm a fucking failure yet again.
Bad enough I was feeeling depressed lately, now this has to happen.
You KNOW things are bad when thinking of Summer coming can't cheer me up.
I just expect too much from life, I guess.
If you've been reading this for a while, you'll recognize the above motto.
Is this my destiny? To have every single relationship explode in my face in an excessively nasty way?
Alexis - Yup. Physical violence involved there
Kelsey - Just a nasty fucking snarky bitch
Jen - Keeps my stuff and badmouths me to everyone, calls me psycho
Summer - We all remember what happened there
Christine - Maybe I should have let them send an ambulance to check me out
Sure, me and Kelsey stay civil, and I'm back to getting along good with Alexis and Summer... but that's not a good track record.
Maybe it's a sign. Maybe I should tell Summer to stay there, it's only going to bring doom upon us. No, I can't... she has nothing there, and a non-refundable ticket. Maybe I should just lose all interest in her and treat her as a casual roommate instead of a friend, or more.
Things always fuck up when I get close to people. My track record with relationships is bad, and with friends it isn't much better.
* * *
Everyone, please do me a little favor?
Don't tell me how great I am, or other positive things about myself. Don't try to cheer me up. Not right now, I can't, I won't be able to even acknowledge them enough to deny them, and frankly they'll just make me feel worse.
Maybe another day, I'll listen, promise. But not right now, OK?
If you want to do something for me... distract me. Divert my attention. Tell me jokes, send me stupid flash videos, have me proofread your homework, make me solve your computer problems, dump your problems on me, whatever. I just don't want to think about myself right now. Please respect that. I don't ask much of you guys...
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Hmm....shall we have a checklist?
Date: 2004-12-06 05:36 pm (UTC)I think we need a checklist, for prospective suitor-esses.
1 - Do you or your family violent tendancies?
1a - If yes, thanks for applying. Try again some other day.
2 - No?! Yay!.
3 - Do you or your family have a nasty habit of backstabbing, and badmouthing one another's Sig. Other?
3a - Yes? PLease see question 1a.
4 - Are you Jenly and Jax, and willing to move to Canada?
4a - Yes?! What the hell is taking you so long girls?!!!!
*grins*
But in accordance with your request - I will say no further.
Arohanui
Re: Hmm....shall we have a checklist?
Date: 2004-12-06 05:46 pm (UTC)Yes, yes my family does. But I don't. In fact, through the whole incident, I did not ONCE strike or hit anyone. I pushed away, and I grappled, but I never hit.
I *wanted* to... oh yes. But I didn't.
3 - Do you or your family have a nasty habit of backstabbing, and badmouthing one another's Sig. Other?
Not really no.
4 - Are you Jenly and Jax, and willing to move to Canada?
4a - Yes?! What the hell is taking you so long girls?!!!!
Ummm... are you sure?
Maybe it's a sign. Maybe I should tell Summer to stay there, it's only going to bring doom upon us. No, I can't... she has nothing there, and a non-refundable ticket. Maybe I should just lose all interest in her and treat her as a casual roommate instead of a friend, or more.
Things always fuck up when I get close to people. My track record with relationships is bad, and with friends it isn't much better.
Besides, Jenly doesn't like me that way.
Arohanui (it's been years since I've seen you say that)
Jesus.
Date: 2004-12-06 06:24 pm (UTC)-Jess
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Date: 2004-12-06 06:40 pm (UTC)'Cause Jaysus fuck, FIFTY-FOUR viruses that Norton never caught. And it's STILL scanning. AntiVir got rid of 45 of them, but I don't know how I'm going to fix the nine it wasn't able to repair or replace.
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Date: 2004-12-07 08:36 am (UTC)I use AVG. Never let me down. Norton is fairly shitty these days.
Er... have you updated your virus profiles for Norton lately?
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Date: 2004-12-07 03:36 pm (UTC)And actually, I already have AVG. I just can't fucking figure out how to get the viruses into the bloody Virus Vault....
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Date: 2004-12-06 08:10 pm (UTC)One muffin turns to the other and says, "Man, it's really hot in here, isn't it?"
The second muffin looks back at the first and says, "Holy fucking shit! A talking muffin!"
***
Hey, Palmer. It might have occurred to you by now that external events, even those as intrusive and bloody as this bullshit, are rarely a reflection of a person's true quality. I know you said you don't want to hear it right now, but I want this to be here for the part after right now. It ain't you.
Besides, that's my only muffin joke.
I did send you part of my novel, right?
If you want distraction, you could always blather about that, especially if you didn't like it. Nothing clears the blood like a negative review, I've found...
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Date: 2004-12-07 08:42 am (UTC)Now why can't I ever come up with (or even remember) jokes like that?
***
It ain't me? Despair Inc has a nice poster which makes a succinct argument otherwise.
Truer words have never been spoken.
(See, I warned you not to be supportive :p
And I have not yet begun to shoot things down. Trust me, I'm a pro)
Sure, I have positive qualities, but I also have a shitload of negative ones, and situations like this serve well to highlight them.
***
Yes, you did send it. I haven't read it yet, I've had my nose buried in Chung Kuo and Sandman lately.
The problem is, I doubt that I'll have anything bad to say.
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Date: 2004-12-06 08:18 pm (UTC)Ahem.
How did Helen Keller burn her ear?
She answered the iron.
How did she burn her other ear?
They called back.
Did you know Helen Keller had a dollhouse?
Well, neither did she.
Why did Helen Keller's dog jump off a cliff?
Hey, you'd commit suicide too if your name was MMMFFH MMMMM MLLLAAAAA MMMMGHFH.
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Date: 2004-12-07 08:43 am (UTC)Summer will love them :)
In which I babble incessently
Date: 2004-12-07 05:05 am (UTC)Yes, that's right, I said ORAnges :)
They're so Round.
And they smell good, but when you peel away the skin they get so damned sticky.
But they're good for you!
Or we can talk about apples. Did you know that apples have this delicious CRUNCH and watery aftertaste?
Yum.
(Yes, I'm hungry)
So do carrots. And if you eat enough carrots you'll get xray vision.
(or at least that's what my grandma told me)
I'll tell you more about bananas later, k?
Re: In which I babble incessently
Date: 2004-12-07 08:46 am (UTC)I thought that was a GOOD thing!
Why not talk about you? I still really don't know you that well, despite being able to explain your weirdness to you in exquisite detail (and I'm still waiting for my prize). Hell, I don't even know what you look like (or the boyo for that matter).
Tell me about yourself :p
***
Incidentally... I only like mandarines, and even then I only eat about a half dozen a year.
I don't like apples either.
I rather dislike carrots. I already have Xray vision (the latent superpower quiz somewhere online told me so)
And I really don't like bananas.
Actually, I don't like fruit in general. Or veggies for that matter.
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Date: 2004-12-07 07:08 am (UTC)Oh, and yeah, http://daemlich.net/2736 BUNNY
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Date: 2004-12-07 09:25 am (UTC)And I couldn't properly MST a fic even if I did read it.
After all, I have NEVER EVER watched an ep of MST3k
For real.
http://daemlich.net/2736 BUNNY
:p
Now I'm even more sexually frustrated :p :p :p :p :p :p
Poor bunny.
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Date: 2004-12-07 09:12 pm (UTC)*hugs*
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Date: 2004-12-08 04:07 am (UTC)And you haven't done anything to me except blow off my sincere and well-intentioned propositions :p
Oh yeah, it sucks bigtime.
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Date: 2004-12-08 08:00 am (UTC)