Batten Down the Hatches Boys! This storm’s going to be a bitch!
In certain circles, I am known by the name “Tempest”. I chose the name because I have the uncanny knack of popping up from no where and leaving a trail of devastation and pain behind me!
Suffice to say, someone today read the weather forecast wrong.
At this particular time I am not in a position, or mind, to go into the particulars of what has gotten me cursing worse than anything you lot of Dad’s ilk could muster, but I will say this.
- It does have to do with Dad
- No, it’s not to do with his care or immediate health
- I am incredibly pissed
- for those who know me, I am currently conversing in slow – even – monotone…
As so as I have had a chance to cool down (or some might say warm up) and a chance to speak to a few people over the weekend/early next week I will post more details as I might need some assistance from people reading this…
So good night all