WARNING - MY CONTAIN VERY CRUDE LANGUAGE AND IMAGRY So yea... Life is a bitch. A big, fat, gnarly, snaggletoothed bitch in heat.... to put it mildly. And it all started with a last minute
vacation. Ha.
So here is the quick run down of the negatives in this situation:
I quit my job to start working on my own game full time, telling family and friends and starting to look for people to work on the project with me, only to find out day before departure my "programmer" had duped me and had not done any real work whatsoever.
I got to holland to find the situation in my family that far worse than i ever thought possible. So much so i instantly decided to shut down my life in the US and move back to try and help repair things.
Part of the crises back home caused me to miss my flight, forcing me to buy a last minute ticket to get back to LA... these are not cheap. And it needed to be a flight back as soon as possible, as i had a young couple watching my dog who really didn't want to have her a moment long that absolutely necessary... which after a month i could fully understand, however it was still a huge added stress to an already heart-attck inducing situation. But i really understood that i was stress on them as they have three dogs of their own (a large part of why they gave me Madis was because four was too much to handle) and she contracted fleas the MORNING i left... So i was very thankful for the help, and even sent them a healthy thank you.
When i get back on the eighth of the month, i find a note in my house from day before stating I had till the tenth to pay my rent or my apartment would be forfeit. Which struck me as odd as i had told my building managers wife that the rent would be late due to my window of travel, and that i would happily accept the late fee if they were forgiving on the time frame. Which she happily agreed to... so i called in the building manager and started to chew his head off, asking him why he would do that to some one who has made all these preparations and had been a very good tenant!
Well...
His story was that he had to organize several other residents in the building to help him take care of her because she spent all day howling at the door...
WTH?
And i have to note at this point that these people where the couple that gave me the dog, the boyfriend having raised her from a few months till the age of three. I was shocked beyond words. I could not understand how this could be,
this was his own dog in a way as i have owned her for less than half a year!
So in a state of rage and shock i wrote to her demanding receipts for the time while i was away, accusatory in my anger... but not totally blind.
And she is telling me that none of it is true, that she arranged for the extra help when the extension of my stay was an issue for them, and the the building manager had simply been asked to let the other girl in on the two day they were not able to care for her.
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FUBAR.
Now what am i supposed to think?
Other than me for chewing out two people and certainly being wrong on one account, who is the dick in this situation?
The rundown of the positive turns in life, thank god for balance:
I got a new part-time that looks like it will be sinfully fun and pay stupidly well.
Moving back to holland will give me the chance to be near my son, which is a god send after two years apart.
Moving in with hubby and sharing the cost of living will really give me the chance to save!
I may have been asked to help out with the art on another possible pet site *so cross your fingers for me folks, i would love to help develop an other persons game*!
I am not beaten by the though of loss of one dweeb programmer who does not have his act together even if he has the talent. I just need to be patient and keep working on the final draft of the design document.
Will get real flea medicine tomorrow... sorry pup, the stores around here are still closed today
Once i calm down enough to truly think clearly and reflect on what has been said, i will sit down with the folks who cared for my dog and get the full story.
Web Shit DA Groups Fuck Tards Rant
I am a massive cunt, but if your on of the rude little web-shits i have lashed out at in the last few you deserved it none the less. I have been offline for about a month, so i have lost my temperance for your idiocy, and am far to jet-lagged to play nice today.
My shit list:
Don't bug me if you don't want to be bugged. Doubly so when you jump into a conversation that your not a part of and then claim i am after you when all i am doing is replying to your unsolicited post! Dumbfuck!
Leaving the last word and blocking is pussy ass, cowardly shit, and you're pathetic if it makes you feel better.
calling your group "all" or "every body" and claiming to promote artist of every level, and then NOT, it is fucking bullshit.... way to boost your sats with lies and disappointment you whores.
Don't decline shit for groups with out an explanation! God damn it it's rude! One fucking line, hell three words will do: "don't like it" rather than wondering what went wrong, not to mention... people just make mistakes! You've never in your life clicked the wrong option in a drop down menu or missed a line of text in and epic group charter? My ass. Your just a lazy fuck, or your "group" is to large to function as any sort of community.
And claiming you have to many members and not enough help, only stands testament to the failure to build a community despite the volume of people you have to select from.
Anything over three days is an unacceptable response time from a full and active group, period. No member should have to wait that long, it just sucks.