A comment on an old story. My, that's a circuit breaker in a good way. An antidote of sorts for the reality shits. You don't know. Some of you might but most don't I expect. What? Are you on something? Ummm, yeah maybe. You probably don't want any though. Well the comment maybe, assuming there's something to comment on. This is the expurgated version... good thing too I think. What??

See I just had this emotional dump. Several hours, messy and a bit embarrassing, well had there been anyone to see. Except for the pup and she's not telling. And shamefully I almost took my anger and frustrations out on her. No not violent or physical, but yes sort of that. Just some thing she does to say hey I'm bored. I'm not happy, I need attention. Yeah well don't we all puppy dog. So I kicked the bedding and made her know I wasn't happy and yes she knew and yes I felt like shit. So I cried and sobbed a bit and she looked at me and came close and I called her by name and she came and I cradled her head and cried and she didn't pull away. So maybe puppy dogs are better people than people; wouldn't surprise me.

So, what the hell are you on about you ask. Ahh. Well see, a couple of months ago I was assaulted. Oh yeah, yawn, shit happens, 'cept I have the scar tissue line through the upper lip as a daily reminder and the jerk is still there.

See the Plea was yesterday. So I figured yeah sure, no way he'll plead out. Of course. He did the not guilty thing. But a wrinkle, one I didn't expect. Not only is he an pure innocent put upon by the odious neighbour but he is victimised by the system. Biased court members and magistrates. Go figure.

I stayed as long as I could, but I need to work to live, so I left. I didn't hear the reasoning, the rationale. I checked today and he won at least this part. The case is transferred to the district court in the city. Time expense, trouble, he doesn't give a damn, it costs him nothing. Besides he's pure innocence.

So yeah, I'm pissed, as in drunk. I'm angry and murderous and lonely and suicidal. But no, I shall pull it together. The teary late night street wandering with a forgiving pup, hell she needed to stretch and pee before settling down for the night. I'll use the loo, again. Just another night.

Dark thoughts and tears do not give an answer. The legal system is that and justice is a maybe. We shall see. Maybe he'll have pissed them off as much as he has me. One can hope.

My apologies, please, back to your regular comic books and escapist fantasy. The world is out there, just ignore it.

Don't mind me, the story you want is down a little on the page, or up maybe...whatever. There you go, aberration past.
What??? Don't worry about it, it's me most likely.

Kristina