This is my zero tolerance post.
If you can't say something in one comment, then DON'T SAY ANYTHING.
I don't mind one sentence conversations, but this foolish, childish mess has to stop!

My own private life is RIFE with clutter, piles and no place to walk or set things down. Everything has its place, and it should be put there. I know there are one or two of you out there that know EXACTLY what I'm talking about!

I blew up a few minutes ago, and I make NO EXCUSE for my violent behavior. My father's house and property can easily be a premiere episode of "Hoarders". I don't own a TV anymore since those FUCKERS in Washington decided to change the bandwidth rules, so I don't know if there is such a show. WHY DON"T THEY HELP THESE PEOPLE?! Fucking ratings and ad revenue, I'm sure.

I had to move into my father's house after my mother died. I lost my job, my home and 30 pounds of muscle trying to stay warm. I had NOTHING to eat, while privately contracted union assholes, did their best to fuck me over. In living with my father, I lost all my pride and self respect.... ALL the things I earned since leaving that bullshit institution known as the public school system, are NOW GONE.

If you have any sense of honor, please treat my post with respect. If you can't respect my intentions, then respect the years I've toiled, bled and suffered on this Earth; who I am and what I've said and done here.

I just need something I can keep track of, OKAY?