What a week....

First, I have to say that Pittsburgh is quite a freak show whenever there's a "big game" going on. I sat there watching the game yesterday between the Steelers and the Ravens, watching all the Steeler fans with their yellow and black painted faces, their "terrible towels" waving, and I wondered how many of them were drunk and how many had carpal tunnel syndrome. Seems like the entire population of this place has absolutely NOTHING else, but sports. That's all they've got. That's all they celebrate, talk about, think about, wear, and consume. The food here consists of game food, hotdogs, hamburgers, french fries, chicken wings, haluska, and other horribly fattening crap that doesn't help my damned new years' diet one bit. I sit around craving things like sushi, because it's good for you and tastes awesome, and doesn't have half as many carbs as any of those other foods. It took at least 2 hours after that stupid game ended before Pete and I could fall asleep because everybody in this friggin' town decided to drive around honking their horns and whooping it up as they drove by....I told Pete this morning, at 8:00 a.m., that I was going to get a couple of pots and pans and walk around the neighborhood yelling and banging them all morning long, just to pay those noisy-ass, late-sleeping fuckers back for doing that. I mean, there was absolutely NO common courtesy or consideration of others from ANY of these so-called "fans" acting like retards all over the place last night.

SO THEY WON THE GODDAMNED GAME, SO WHAT, STFU and have some RESPECT FOR OTHERS TRYING TO SLEEP around here!!

Yeah, I don't really fit in here in Pittsburgh, not one bit, and I even felt pressured to wear Pete's stupid Roesthlessburger jersey to work on Friday because ALL the women who work there wear their Steelers jerseys on Fridays...when I told them I didn't have one, there was an audible GASP, and looks of horror on their faces. So, I broke down and wore Pete's damned jersey, feeling like an idiot in it, especially when one guy walked by and said, "Hey there BEN, how ya doin'?" and he was talking to ME, but I had no clue who the hell Ben was.....apparently that's the first name of this Roethlessburger person, the Quarterback. I had no idea, so I didn't answer him. I just looked at him blankly, like, "Wow, if you can't tell I'm female, you've gotta get some glasses." So even though I wore the stupid thing, they all know I'm not "one of them."

I don't really fit in with the DC crowd either, and you couldn't PAY ME enough to go to DC this week, hell NO....what a clusterfuck THAT place will be, boats on the Potomac with missiles in 'em, helicopters overhead with machine guns, security people everywhere, and 2.5 million people...elbow to elbow....I mean, didn't anybody think that hey, DC is built on a SWAMP, so if they pile 2.5 million people into one small section of it, won't it SINK or something? That's why they can't build anything over 5 stories tall in DC ya know. I wouldn't go there if you gave me a million bucks. I'll be watching the inauguration on t.v.

So, from my experience in living in different parts of the country, here is my summary: Michigan sucks ass, the people are all caught up in their dysfunctional cocoon, freezing their redneck asses off, wondering when they're ever able to get rid of their dial-up computer connection...and cable t.v. Washington DC sucks too, with all the elitist brown-nosing buck-passing two-faced lying sniveling conniving cheating politicians everywhere, making everything difficult on purpose, and acting like it's some kind of Fubar-inspired paradise. I'm here to tell ya, it ain't nowhere NEAR any kind of paradise. I didn'r fit in with those people at all either. I don't know if there's a place on this entire earth that I really do "fit in" with people, because this place I'm living in now, royally sucks. Pittsburgh has nothing to show for itself except sports teams. That's it. The steel industry has bitten the dust, the factories are mostly gone, it's friggin' COLD out here, snow everywhere, which I loathe...and if it weren't for sports, this place wouldn't even be a blip on the map.

So, I don't fit in with anybody in any of those places. I guess no matter where I go, I should just keep to myself.

I used to sit here writing about smut and sex and BDSM stuff, but I've pretty much given up on all that. Pete and I have occasional interludes of such things, but mostly I've become just another "housewife" with no real thoughts of trying to save the world anymore, numb really, just getting through the day. I don't have a full time job yet, I'm still working part-time at a temp job, doesn't pay much either, so I feel like I'm wasting my time. Cooking and cleaning do not interest me in the least, but it passes the time. I am bored all the time, I have nobody to really talk to, and I'm lonely a lot. But the alternative of talking to people I do not relate to, really doesn't thrill me either. So, I talk to my dog. Speaking of which, I need to give her a bath.

The world goes on without me. Bye for now.

Love, Sassy Girl