This issue is resolved.
     The thing I actually really do like about Jessica is she is quick to let bygones be bygones.  She is very forgiving towards people who have offended her.  She has forgiven me many times for things I have said.
     Then again, she thrives on starting up sh**, haha.
     She is pretty literate at times, which is amazing with her level of drunkenness.
     The thing I don't like about her is she is the worst listener I've ever met in my life, and she never lets me finish a sentence, even if I ask her.

     Anyway, Jessica is who she is.  If she didn't drone on for so long, it would be better, but cows and pigs aren't going to start flying by the weekend.  It just ain't going to happen.

     When she dies, I'll probably miss her droning once in a while.
     Maybe someone should make a cd of Jessica before it is too late.  It can be played as background music in bars around the country....haha.

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     Let's move on to one of our friends.  I don't want to say his name, because it doesn't matter.
     He always asks my friend for a cigarette, and my friend gives him one.
     Then, when my friend needs a cigarette, this guy won't give him one.
     What a bastard.
  
     If you really want to know who I'm talking about, I often refer to him as 'Shemp'.

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     I have a new enemy.  Some blonde. 
     I never have any interaction with her.  I never look at her, or bother her in any way.
     Well, she doesn't like me, and doesn't like my napkin art.  She thinks it is all a big joke.
     That is understandable, not everyone has to like what I do, but she is nasty towards me as a person, too.
    
     If I had insulted her in the past, or was a dick to her, I could understand.  But I did none of that.  I always respected her space, except for the fact that she hangs out with those pizza-eating talking for hours loser poets.

     She knows I don't like the poets much, is probably her reason.

     It doesn't mean she has to be a 'C' word to me.

     Man, she is a nasty one.

     She is one of those people that no matter what I do, it will never be good enough for her.  She can just go F herself as far as I am concerned.

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     Moving on, still in the background is the man who point blank to me said he doesn't really like my art, art in general, artists, and me.
     Then, he wants help with putting together a story idea for a novel and/or film.
     Was he joking?  Was he condescending?  A little.

     I have very little empathy for people who don't bring a writing or drawing pad to a bar.  So many ideas come, and if you don't have a fishnet with you to catch the fish when it falls in your lap, how in hell are you going to catch the fish?  With bare hands?  Fish are slippery, and so are ideas.  They will slip through your fingers every time if you don't write it down.

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     We did some animal stacking last night.  It was a lot of fun.

     I'm glad I started this up last night, right up on the bar.



     I found out that I have some real enemies via facebook who don't approve of anything I do.  I know who they are, and all of them are fake, phony, and nasty.  I have dirt on all of them.  They ain't no angels, and all I'm doing is stacking animals.  People started posing with them, and it was a lot of fun, and really enjoyable on a slow Wednesday night.



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     I have a lot of venom in me today because of last night, and you know what I am going to do?  I'm going to mind my own business, keep doing what I'm doing, have a good time, and be happy.
     I'm going to be even more productive, and work towards my success, because that is my best revenge.



     Revenge is best served cold, and I will be delivering as many popsicles as possible.