nothings changed the senates still corrupt & the emporer remains insane, and every day, is a new strain of slaughter, supply lines are less protected, evil on all sides, eye can smell the death on your flesh--creeping in, trapped within the twisting fingers of fear, and all eye see is ewe, that face, those eyes, burning like leprosy, eye can see u there poisoning the air, prostituing Nationalism, and eye want to attack, to rip out your heart and lay you flat on your back, and vomit a world of agony and truth into your throbbing illness of memory...and hate guides our way, eye long for the icy slap of a belt across my back, for the acceptance of death and blind cave war, the giving sleep of depression, the sweet elucidation of savage meaningless agression, chiseled in the meaty forearms of Mother Jupiter and his slave disciples, in the harem tents--outside, just beyond the edges--eye ride, a cycoptic mare in the fires of imagination. feeding my disease, a river of plagues, eye need something to remind me I'm still sinning that pain is important, that wurdz matter, that healing is possible, that eye am not alone ...in this --guard the houses--triple the watch,--Maidens, dig up your sorcery --sirens, sharpen your rocks..ewe will eat my pain again. whatever you need unite messiah ME

--Wurdz by Otep Shamaya

Insurance yuck
April 09, 2005 1:00 p.m.


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Okay, so I don't want to be accused of whining,...oh wait, that's what I do!!

Today, I woke up all nice and early, which is a freakish thing for me,...was in a pretty good mood...

And now...all I can think are the Otep lyrics to Buried Alive

I forfit resurrection to escape my pain,...I hate my life!!!

And what brought on all this? ugh, one thing specificly, Insurance.

First off, I was checking my bank statment and I notices that the amount of money deposited is signficantly less than what was on my pay stub, so I'm assuming this means that my new insurance 'benefits' have started,....Now, seriously, it should not be that much, but I can't seem to find my pay stub at this moment in time, but damnit when I do, I'm inspecting it good and proper. if it's going to take this much out of my check every single time there's no way I can afford it,...those evil bastards. Did I mention that the benefits packages was part of the reason I took this job? seriously I need a new fucking job.

On top of that I can't find my god damned card for my current provider. Now...I can print one of though the website, which I got a set up to do....printer hooked up and everything....but when I tried to sign in it kept asking me for this one specific number that isn't on any of the literatry I do have, and I'm guessing it's on the stupid card that I can't find....in other words, I need that which I don't have to get what I don't have!!! ugh.

Now...here's the kicker,...I can call customer service....as long as it is during business hours...(Mon-fri) Fuck You All!!! I don't care if this is Saturday, it's my Mother fucking Tuesday! That's right, I work Friday - Tuesday this week. Now now I have to wait till Monday to do what I have the time to do now? Grrrrr Seriously annoyed right now.


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