Welcome your demonic overlord

Parents need to control their children in public places. I thought I was a demon. These little creatures are misbehaving all up in my face all over the place.
Note to parents: Control your children or I will control them for you… and my mastery of your child will include reigning with reins.

Give them an inch, then twist

Sheesh. Give somebody an inch, huh? I have yet to see any company not take advantage of your need for their service. You name it, they’ll take you for all you’ve got. No need for specifics here.
It’s time we let them know we will go elsewhere (when we aren’t forced by monopolies).
Give them and inch, they’ll take a mile. So from now on, give them an inch, and twist it so it hurts.

Return of the living girl monsters

Is it safe? Halloween is over, right?

I wish people would not associate me with that horrid holiday. Have humans forgotten the meaning of Halloween? I’m a demon girl. Your human Halloween is the day to scare off evil spirits and demons. Well, I’m scared. Of your costume parties where you dress as a sexy nurse or Batman. Who the heck are you warding off? Sequels and harlots, I suppose.

Prepay = Delay

New lessons are learned every day. Each one makes me more cynical. Lesson #7,734: Don’t prepay for anything. You think you’re doing the right thing, but in reality if it’s goods, they will arrive when they feel like; and if it’s services it will turn into the worst service possible.
Money is like the carrot on a stick. Don’t give money to the donkey ass
or he’ll forget why he got it in the first place.

It’s not the heat

It’s great to finally feel some of this humidity go away. I mean the ignorance that I have to deal with on a daily basis leaves me flabbergasted. Wait… what? Oh, did I say humidity? It’s not the heat, it’s the stupidity.

Two-face jokers

Two-face friends. Everyone knows one. They talk smack about you behind your back, and smile pretty full of compliments when you’re together. There’s enough drama in life (and undead life) that we don’t need to artificially add to this. Let’s make a pact. Human or monster. If you’ve got a two-face joker for a friend just flip a coin. Heads you drop them like a hot potato, and tails you stick their face in potato salad.

So long, and angst for all the fish

If you are a moody, angst-ridden teenager, take heart, and tell your parents to get off your back. You mind is developing, and your mood swings and emo feelings are part of that process. Own it. Then as soon as you can, get over it, you big, fat baby.

Long in the tooth, short in the bus

Everyone knows this. Wearing your Bluetooth phone device on your head while not in use is like wearing a big fat earing that says, “I’m a pretentious goofball.” The Bluetooth headset, however much it set you back is not the status symbol you want it to be. It shows that your status is stupid.
At least you won’t get brain cancer. The wireless waves bouncing around inside your skull will echo forever before they find any gray matter.