I was sleeping this afternoon. I had been cleaning house in expectation of some friends coming up from Houston. They didn't show, didn't call, didn't apologize, nothing.
I was pissed and crying.
I go nuts when I have no intelligent life to talk to other than hubby.
I refuse to hang out with the angry rednecks. One neighbor woman was in my house. I opened my piano, ripped through a bit of Chopin and she shrieked, "SHOWOFF!". She doesn't like intelligent, educated and skilled people. She also said "BUDDHISM IS VOODOO" and crossed her arms like she was making a cross to ward off vampires. She was not invited back after she insulted me like that. She is baffled that we put up a fence and did not invite her back. Lots of peple here have large crosses in their front yards to show their faith. She is one of those who does have a cross in her yard.
I just get depressed seeing them.
There are bright people here but I don't know how to find them. We have no interest in sports, country music (whiny and negative) or christianity (really negative) so we have no social outlets. There is a public library and I got in an argument with one of the librarians who was mad because they had a mexican food aisle at Walmart. How you grow up in Texas and never eat Tex Mex food, I don't know.One black lady stopped working there b/s she had so many arguments with the racist woman. And this is a librarian????
There is a book club in the county seat (town of 8,000 people). Once we went and they were talking about how superior christianity was. This had nothing to do with the book they were discussing. One woman told us how "God gets MAD when you text OMG to your friends". She was apparently very proud of telling her niece that. I was too polite to say, "Karon, how do you know that?"
Then a man from India told my husband that Islam was a good religion b/c you were supposed to be good to your slaves. We were not impressed. We both almost got our potluck dish and walked out. There is a place to talk about christianity. It's called "church". We didn't go back to the book club for a year after that. Also they fix food I cannot eat due to my allergies. I wonder about the point of a potluck supper if all I can eat is the dish I brought for myself. I might as well stay home if I am just eating my own cooking.
I have a beautiful old Gothic bungalow that has been in the family for four generations. I wish my friends would come see me and hang out on my two acres, but I can't seem to extract them.
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Thanx for reading my rant, people. 
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