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Why am I doing this? Well, just to write down some things that come to me now and then. It is mainly for my own entertainment, but I also use it for more serious things, like studying and reviewing things I like. I also tell publicly what I should be telling privately. It is written both in English and Spanish but not side by side. Some things sound better in English and some sound better in Spanish.


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domingo, 8 de agosto de 2010

I love kids

I definitely love kids, especially the nasty, misbehaved, spoiled rotten little bastards. Whenever I run into one of those little rats I can immediately see that Daddy has a bunch of emotional hang ups to deal with. With so much emotional baggage to deal with, the Little Rat is therefore the recepient that Daddy decides to provide for and overcompensate for what he perceives as the Grave Injustices of Life.

Daddy is very simple to figure out. Daddy thinks he was unloved, unwanted, abandoned and rejected. Daddy thinks that Life would be a lot better if the World only provided and catered to his every whim and desire and since this has not happened and the World could not care less how Daddy feels, Daddy is very angry with the Life and the World. If the World would only recognize what a great kid my little son/daughter is..

Daddy thinks it is very strange that nobody really loves his Little Rat and therefore compensates wih being overprotective and establishing a codependency with the Little Rat.

The Rest of Us really don't like the situation, and do not have to tolerate it, so we walk away and let the chips fall where they may. I don't like the situation and I have walked away.

And so the years go by, Daddy, and One Fine Day you wake up to realize that both you and the Little Rat are all alone in the World, unloved, unwanted, abandoned and rejected.

In spite of everything, I hope you reconsider and I apologize for being ironic and sarcastic, but this is more your problem than mine.

Y si, chaparrita, te portaste como una niña malcriada y llena de soberbia que pensó que se ganaría el siguiente Nobel de Medicina. Tu actitud te costó la vida y a pesar de todo, y el mal fin de esto, mantendré un buen recuerdo de ti.

I'll see you later, but not too soon.

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