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November 12, 2004
uhh...
Says the absolutely insane and may I say very creepy woman who my parents employ to clean their house twice a month:
"You know, I definitely prefer you up at Davis instead of in San Diego. You don't need all that. That influence on your life. You don't need that filth." Metaphorical spittle flew from her mouth to emphasize her distaste.
"Now you can marry a nice farmer or something. I tell you what, you may think what you're doing now is smart, how you're living, but these little problems, when you get to be my age, they come back to you."
I cock my head to the side and gaze vacantly at her, doing my best imitation of Dianna's creepy neighbor's cute puppy.
"You know, even though they might be square, there's a lot more security in them than people who just look cool."
ok. thanks.
You total nutbar.
I keep asking my parents to terminate her employ.
This woman really shouldn't have keys to our house.
Posted by kati at November 12, 2004 01:02 PM
Comments
Sad. You have a sad life, preppie boy.
Posted by: Watcher at November 12, 2004 08:11 PM
She has keys?!?!
Posted by: Kristina at November 12, 2004 09:02 PM
Kati's a boy?
Posted by: Dianna at November 12, 2004 09:53 PM
kati's a preppie? what's next? yuppies? guppies?
Posted by: michele at November 13, 2004 03:27 PM
Before this crazy woman, there was an eccentric German lady named Elizabeth. I liked her a lot more, even though she was also peculiar in her way. I grew up seeing Elizabeth. She took no shit from anyone.
This woman I’m speaking of here is very, very strange. Any and all of you who have had the pleasure to meet her (or rather those of you who have had her barge in on you, make you uncomfortable, and then angrily interrogate you about godknowswhat for godknowshowlong) have asked me what her deal is. I have innumerable stories that prove, beyond any doubt, that this lady has been eating the crazy wafers. I'm more than a little scared of her. Somethin' just ain't right. It's wacky.
I have always thought that having someone clean your house is a little weird, I mean, we can all clean a house. Not so hard. But as when I thought about my parents, and about how rarely they were actually home as my brother and I were growing up, I started to see how the expense could become justifiable.
And that's why I say that you - 'Watcher' from comment number one - are an ignorant and shallow little fucker.
I doubt, honestly, that you know as much about me and my life as you think.
You can take your opinions about the people you don't know and shove them up your ass.
If you want to tell my father - who was raised in Oakland by a poor single woman, and my immigrant mother - who came to this country with nothing what they should do with their money, then you are one of those people who believes it’s clever and fashionable to pass judgment on people based on a single action or facet of their life.
I think such a belief is naïve and foolish, stupid even.
Because you have the audacity to preach it to me, someone who has no relevance in your life, I think that you must be stupid, too.
You are just another self-righteous hack who proliferate the ideas that mangle and destroy all the worthwhile qualities about the human race, and who ruins the world for all the less obnoxious people who live in it.
Since this is *my* page, I can write whatever I like:
and I don’t like you. I don’t want your tired rhetoric in my life or on my blog.
So get the fuck out.
Loser.
Posted by: kati at November 13, 2004 09:54 PM
PS, idiot-
By the way, I’m a girl.
I’m pretty good looking,
and I would never, EVER have sex with you.
Posted by: kati at November 13, 2004 09:55 PM