Still bored in Denison

My cousins mother, who I always wished was my mother, showed up at our apt with her boyfriend. Didn't make me very happy because I liked her husband much better. It also changed all of our sleeping arrangements so that didn't make me happy either.

They and my parents also spent a lot of time drinking so I was also in more trouble than usual. I was also quite angry that my aunt was screwing over her husband with a boyfriend so I was more than a little crappy in the way I treated them.

I didn't have as much freedom in Denison as I had other towns because the bar my parents drank in was right down stairs from our apt. Plenty of freedom in the daytime as they both worked but daytime has never been my time of day.

I've been a night person pretty much since I was born. I'm quite comfortable in the dark and always have been. Sunshine hurts my eyes. I just don't like bright. I've always been one of those people who keeps it dark inside too, even in the daytime.

Shades are all pulled and curtains are closed. I don't know where the habit came from. When I'm not traveling and have my own place I always have room darkening blinds and curtains. One small lamp on is all I need. When I'm traveling the motels all have room darkening drapes and I always keep them pulled. Vampires and I have a lot in common in that area. ;)

OTOH I love to lay in the sun, by the water, and tan but I wear my goggles from the tanning booth or my dark sunglasses.

Oops, wandering again.

My aunt and her boyfriend stayed for 4 or 5 days and I was pissed off at her for years over that. Reality is it was none of my business but I really did feel bad for her husband and my cousin. The whole incident just caused me a lot of stress.

Lol, my mouth used to get me into a lot of trouble. Hmm, used to my butt, still does. I've always been kinda blunt and have never had a lot of tact or sugar coated whatever I had to say. I've learned over time to just keep my mouth shut but things still come out that shouldn't have been said. I said a few things to my aunt, that were true, but tactless as hell and caused me a worse than average beating.

School was easy in Denison because, as I've stated before, Minnesota was like a full grade ahead of Iowa schools so it was boring. I'd already learned the stuff the year before. So that was just plain boring.

My aunt came back about 3 months later bringing my favorite cousin with her. She's still my favorite relative and I like her better than anyone else in the world. She's one of the few people in the world that if she calls and says she needs me I will drop everything I am doing and go to her immediately and do whatever I can to help.

For me to do that for anyone is beyond rare. It's right next to unheard of. I wouldn't even do that for my sister.

Somehow, in Denison I talked my parents into letting me get a BB gun. I don't quite know how that happened but I had it and it was going to get me into trouble with my mother and stepfather after a few months.

From my perspective Denison was a boring, boring place. I don't remember any teen center, bowling alley, roller skating rink or anything for kids to do. Not even a lake anywhere close by that I could get to. Just nothing.

I had my paper route, which was quite small compared to the one I had in Fairmont. Between the cash I'd stolen in Fairmont, the money I could steal from my drunken parents and the cigarettes I stole from both of them I didn't have much need for anything else. Oh, and I always shoplifted the BBs for my BB gun.

Heh, don't remember if I mentioned it before but my stepfather was a butcher so we always had great cuts of meat to eat. Unfortunately I was still required to do most of the cooking. It did come in handy when I moved out on my own tho.

Just a nothing place with nothing happening, ever.

Bored to death and glad to move back to IA

We didn't spend a lot of time in MN this time but it was about as much boredom as I could handle. The more I think about it the more I really didn't like that town, still don't as far as that goes.

We moved back to Sioux City, same stupid low income apts and right next to my grandparents apt building. The kids I knew had moved but some different ones had moved in. I knew the area so it was cool. I could run wild again and do what ever I wanted to do.

Lol, the first thing I did was go across the street for donuts. I pigged out on them, again, for about a month. Damn donut machine still fascinated me too.

Once again I was way ahead in school so that was boring. I was still getting beat by my mother and occassionally by my stepfather but nothing I couldn't handle. Had a few fights with kids at school because I was the new kid, again. I kicked ass tho and wasn't afraid of anyone or anything so most people left me alone.

Teachers were happy because I'd sit in back and be quiet and read. I pretty much did whatever I wanted in school and once again my mother wouldn't let me skip a grade. I couldn't wait until I was 16 and could put a stop to the school stupidity.

By then I knew I was never going to be happy in school. It was to easy for me and I couldn't and wouldn't fit the mold they tried to make me fit into. I may have said this before but it's still a cool quote and I still feel the same way today. "You laugh at me because I'm different but I laugh at you because you are all the same."

I've never been a leader even tho I'm out in front most of the time. I've never, ever been a follower because followers are sheep. I go my own way and do my own thing and if others don't like it that's just to bad.

I don't take orders well, never have and never will. Asking me will work much better than telling me. I suppose that's why I've worked for myself as much as I've worked for others. Stupidity drives me crazy, mentally slow people drive me crazy, people who can't make decisions drive me crazy. Lol, yeah, I know, it's a short trip.

I knew practically every foot of Sioux City within two miles of where I lived. I knew every hidey hole, dead end and ways to get from one place to another without being seen. I still have the same habit when I move someplace. I'll drive all the roads in the town and in the surrounding area. I seldom go the same way twice to get anywhere.

I don't mind getting lost but consider it just another unplanned exploring experience. Lol, I've had more than a few of those. You do find some interesting things that way tho. Some times more interesting than I want but I can and could deal with it.

So we live back in Sioux City and I'm marginally content. Only because I'm pretty much unsupervised for 12 hours a day or more.

Lots of people in my life have told me I'm spoiled but what they don't get and never will get is I'm the one who spoiled me. I did what I wanted, when I wanted and where I wanted and had no fear of the consequences. What? They gonna beat me more, pffft, who cared. Gonna beat me to death. Damn, I was hoping they would.

I know the older I got the harder I was to deal with because I just didn't give a damn what happened. By now I was beyond anyones help. Not that anyone cared. Parents were to busy drinking to worry about me unless I got into trouble somewhere. Then I'd get beat. Big deal.

I've done pretty much what ever I felt like doing and still do as long as I think it's the right thing to do. Heh, yes, I'm the one who gets to decide if it's the right thing. As long as it doesn't violate my rules it's cool. Consequences? Bah, doesn't matter as long as I feel I was doing the right thing. That's a subject for another day tho.

Nothing much exciting happened living there this time. Only two things I can remember and I'll tell you about them tomorrow or the next day.

Bored and boring MN for a new life

Somedays writing this blog isn't near as interesting as writing on my Cynical People forum. At least it amuses me rather than depresses me. It's weirder than this blog. ;) Cynical people capable of thinking for themselves and having intelligent opinions. Lol, anything goes there. Kinda my unique view of life and my lunatic logic.

One good thing about living in MN after the marriage was that my sister and I got separate bedrooms. It took me about two weeks to figure out how things were going to work and I was liking MN a lot more.

The routine was pretty simple. Party at the bar Wed, Fri, Sat and Sun. Get drunk at home on Mon, Tue and Thur. Funny but my stepfather made my mother cook every night. She wasn't that great a cook so a lot of it still fell to me. To be fair that was mostly after she got a job. Had to support that beer habit don'tcha know.

After two weeks I could come and go with out worrying about it. So I pretty much got to run wild after they went to bed or before they came home. It worked for awhile but eventually my sister, the brat, told my mother on me.

After that we had a babysitter twice. The second time, when they came home, the baby sitter was sleeping and I was watching TV. Lol, that was the end of the baby sitter era. My stepfather wasn't going to spend his precious beer money on letting me watch the baby sitter sleep.

I think what with out a doubt this was the most boring place I ever lived. There really was nothing to do. I don't even remember and of the bars from the area. I do from everywhere else. I suspect, now, that my stepfather was on good behaviour while we lived there. As I said, very strict Catholics.

Boring town, boring people, boring, predictable life. So I shoplifted for the fun of it. Not even stuff I wanted or needed. Just did it to see if I could do it. Then I discovered I could steal from my mother and stepfather very easily. Drunks never miss a couple of bucks here or there the next day. Maybe ten bucks but not one or two. Now days I doubt they miss ten and probably twenty. I know I'd have missed fifty for sure when I was a drunk.

School sucked too because I was back to being ahead of everyone. Some days I think the worst curse you can be born with is a high IQ. It creates a certain group of assumptions, particularly in teachers, that, in my case, were wrong. Yeah, I know, I don't write like I'm intelligent. So what? Can you read it and understand it? Good, so can everyone else.

Even writing this is boring today. I'm probably boring to but I don't care. Then again, if you're reading this what kid of life do you have.