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I am so tired. I have hardly any food left, and negative money. Some damn company took out a payment early, instead of the usual date, when there would be money in there, so my account got overdrawn. With the daily fees adding up, I will be lucky to end up with less than half of my pay, which means no bills get paid, cause I have to buy Christmas presents for Grandma and Toy. And like, buy tissues and stuff. Essential items around here.
There are some really sick people at work that better not make me sick. And the mentally challenged girl has decided that hitting me in the face with her gloves is the funniest thing ever, and she got me in the eye and the mouth the last couple days. She wipes her nose on those! The girl's a dear most of the time, but sometimes...geez. I was on break with her, and she was eating this gooey cake thing, and wiping her fingers on my arm. Yuck.
I was under the impression that it was 2am, not 7am--crud. I slept earlier, contacts and all, missing my chance to do laundry, so I will have to wear cruddy clothes that I don't like, and are slightly "non-regulation" to work.
I am still up working on my sister's present. It is going very badly. At this point I need the advice of an expert, but I know of none to ask. Also, when one drops a large needle, as in, longer than your finger large, resist the reflex to clamp one's thighs together to catch it. Cause damn, OW, that is unpleasant. Also, removing said large needle from one's inner thigh is also unpleasant.
I want to go to this big holiday exhibit where they have over a hundred Christmas trees and horse-drawn carriage and sleigh rides, and also to the ballpark light show with Moose Saturday, but prolly will not have the cash to get in now. Plus I need to work on things-I'm-making-for-ungrateful-people. I remember going to the holiday lights display in Colt's Neck NJ at several big thoroughbred farms when we were out there at the grandparents'. I bet it would be like that. I miss doing that, and I know Mom does too.
My sister has told me that they had 3 ft of snow in the yard last Sunday, that the wind blew in. They cleared the driveway with a wheelbarrow, and she woke up the next morning an hour early to hear Toy shoveling outside, cause all the snow had blown back. Someone on FB beat me to the suggestion of a snowfence. For once she beat me in the snowfall department.
We haven't had much snow, there's maybe five inches out there right now. Some years at this time we have 56" on the ground. It's been bitterly cold though. Tuesday I came out and the car was unrecognizable under the ice and frost. You could not tell what color it was. The door was frozen shut, there was a ton of ice inside the hinge of the door. And then darn door wouldn't shut then. And then the car wouldn't start. I was ready to start crying, there was no way I could walk to work in time. I couldn't even jump it cause the hood was frozen shut. It's been frozen shut. I need to get in there and check fluids.
I scraped frantically, for the ice was not only on the outside of the windshield, but inside as well. I drove to work holding my car door shut. I was lucky no one jacked my stereo while I was at work. I ran in frantic, and forgot my fleece jacket, so I was in an unheated building with a t-shirt on all day. I FROZE, and I had to hide it from that evil bitch Jabba. Damn she has been horrible all week! I'm not going into it all now.
The FB creeper is back, butt-hurt that I don't want to be his girlfriend. Then he says that if I don't want to be his GF, then we can just hook-up sometimes. What does he think I am, some Myspace whore? He better check himself.
There are some really sick people at work that better not make me sick. And the mentally challenged girl has decided that hitting me in the face with her gloves is the funniest thing ever, and she got me in the eye and the mouth the last couple days. She wipes her nose on those! The girl's a dear most of the time, but sometimes...geez. I was on break with her, and she was eating this gooey cake thing, and wiping her fingers on my arm. Yuck.
I was under the impression that it was 2am, not 7am--crud. I slept earlier, contacts and all, missing my chance to do laundry, so I will have to wear cruddy clothes that I don't like, and are slightly "non-regulation" to work.
I am still up working on my sister's present. It is going very badly. At this point I need the advice of an expert, but I know of none to ask. Also, when one drops a large needle, as in, longer than your finger large, resist the reflex to clamp one's thighs together to catch it. Cause damn, OW, that is unpleasant. Also, removing said large needle from one's inner thigh is also unpleasant.
I want to go to this big holiday exhibit where they have over a hundred Christmas trees and horse-drawn carriage and sleigh rides, and also to the ballpark light show with Moose Saturday, but prolly will not have the cash to get in now. Plus I need to work on things-I'm-making-for-ungrateful-people. I remember going to the holiday lights display in Colt's Neck NJ at several big thoroughbred farms when we were out there at the grandparents'. I bet it would be like that. I miss doing that, and I know Mom does too.
My sister has told me that they had 3 ft of snow in the yard last Sunday, that the wind blew in. They cleared the driveway with a wheelbarrow, and she woke up the next morning an hour early to hear Toy shoveling outside, cause all the snow had blown back. Someone on FB beat me to the suggestion of a snowfence. For once she beat me in the snowfall department.
We haven't had much snow, there's maybe five inches out there right now. Some years at this time we have 56" on the ground. It's been bitterly cold though. Tuesday I came out and the car was unrecognizable under the ice and frost. You could not tell what color it was. The door was frozen shut, there was a ton of ice inside the hinge of the door. And then darn door wouldn't shut then. And then the car wouldn't start. I was ready to start crying, there was no way I could walk to work in time. I couldn't even jump it cause the hood was frozen shut. It's been frozen shut. I need to get in there and check fluids.
I scraped frantically, for the ice was not only on the outside of the windshield, but inside as well. I drove to work holding my car door shut. I was lucky no one jacked my stereo while I was at work. I ran in frantic, and forgot my fleece jacket, so I was in an unheated building with a t-shirt on all day. I FROZE, and I had to hide it from that evil bitch Jabba. Damn she has been horrible all week! I'm not going into it all now.
The FB creeper is back, butt-hurt that I don't want to be his girlfriend. Then he says that if I don't want to be his GF, then we can just hook-up sometimes. What does he think I am, some Myspace whore? He better check himself.