I don’t appreciate the hate here in Carlsbad/Encinitas

 All these people hate me here in San Diego! All these adults are acting like schoolyard bullies. Like Rver Phoenix once said in Stand By Me, “I want to go someplace where nobody knows me.”  I should move back to huge overpopulated Los Angeles, where everyone is far more concerned with celebrities and pretty people than me. I hate being locally notorious. Does everyone know me and my stor,y? Because I have no clue who these people are who are driving past me and trying to upset me and break my confidence? No one thinks super highly of me here in Carlsbad . Am I a running joke right now? Yes I have a double chin but why are equally ugly on the inside and out people pointing out my double chin, my biggest physical insecurity to me?  San Diego has a fat shaming fat phobia problem of epidemic proportions! But the insecure people who are pointing out my double chin while they drive by, are equally unattractive to me. Give me a second to find something to make fun of your appearance.  I’m sure I can think of something pretty quick, whether it’s your face, body, or the hoopty you are driving, I will find something easily. The women who are participating in this are jealous haters and the men are ugly broke losers who I would never look twice at anyway. I deflect your evil energy back to you and you deserve it , “oh, pee-ons and minions of Maeve!”

Courtesy of “Matteo”

 I found this beautiful picture on “Matteo’s” Instagram stories. At first I thought you wish you found this woman at the top of a mountain, although she looks a bit hungry to me. He’s a pig for not caring in the slightest about that.

Upon further review, I see the true beauty in this photograph, as she is very much the female version of the very handsome, attractive man we are fighting over. I see the appeal here. He looks beautiful in the nude, as well. The thought of climbing a mountain with Trey is motivating and appealing, for sure! One day hopefully “Trey” and I can go hiking together in complete solitude, without being stalked by prying eyes. I am dreaming of you, Trey Sanders! Our time will hopefully come soon. So maybe I am a biter in that way. It should have been me with this beautiful specimen of a man all along, as he told me he was in love with me first!

Food for thought

 https://www.instagram.com/reel/C8zpvCTIwE3/?igsh=MzRlODBiNWFlZA==

Lest you forget…

 

I was born and raised in California. California girls and women don’t have one specific look, as California is multicultural. It’s always out-of-towners and transplants who assume that all Californians are blonde and beachy. Many transplants, including Maeve, move here to play out that role to their folks back home, who don’t know any better. It is not me who is the biter/poser.  Maeve and her paid CrossFit trainer friends are trying so hard to be California cool. Leigh is a sorority girl through and through still paying for her friends, long after college. You and your overly juiced, lesbian lovers can go to hell. It is Maeve, who is biting the style of a California stereotype. I was smitten with hippie culture and attracted to surfers my whole life as they were all around me, having grown up on the California coast so you can go to hell. Keith obviously found someone who reminded him a little bit of me, but it’s just not the same. I know Leigh and her idiot gymrat friends and witchy family already hate me. You are fooling no one “sweet” Maeve. You are a cutthroat competitive sorority Bitch through and through. Its war!

Our weird high efficiency clothes washer

 I have noticed a pattern with our clothes washer. It occasionally doesn’t work for me. I am completely unable to start it. It’s frustrating to ask for Stephen’s help to get it to start.

Today, as I was struggling to start the washer, I had an epiphany! My clothes washer is definitely a she/her. This confirmed to me yet again why I still haven’t thrown in the towel with men and most likely will not ever. Excuse for me sounding a bit pick me/musogynistic, but males are so much easier to start up. You gently brush past them, push against them gently and you’re on your way. Females are so much work! You have to touch them all over repeatedly, ,trying to figure out the pattern to get them going. I have to struggle and struggle to get her/my clothes washer going . It’s so frustrating. It know it’s just going to take as long as it takes. Sometimes, it works and sometimes it doesn’t. I mean I don’t think I personally have that problem though.  If I am with an equally skilled partner who I am attracted to, I too will react and enjoy myself.  This predicament signifies to me how much I appreciate the beautiful simplicity of turning men on.