I hate you
so I was nauseus at work today. initially, it felt like a hunger pain. It then turned into a weakening painful "holy fuck. Im going to hurl" gag fest. I went into the bathroom. and I threw up several times. I threw up nothing. wtf. Matt said it's more than likely stress induced. heh I didnt even feel that stressed out. that was then. this is now.someone called during the day to claim that cute little dog that I found. I sent them to my house to see if it was him. it wasnt. its like, how many fucking little mutt dogs could possibly be loose within my neighborhood. most fucked up part was...these people were HOUSESITTING someone ELSE'S dog and they lost it. can you imagine the guilty feeling. fucking pathetic idiots. the actual owner did contact me later, however. I sent them a picture of the dog and they said that was definitely him. I wished I could have gotten home sooner so they could have their dog back. there were children involved. the son was telling their dad that they'll brush their teeth real good everynight if they can just have "barney" back. they made me a card: "katie, this thank you may seem a little small...but anything would seem small compared to the big favor you did for us! Thanks again for taking such good care of our Barney.
The Lewis Family" made me cry. I wish that someone like me would have found loki. the people told me that they didnt have a fence. "he just comes back" you fucking idiots. evidently not! show some responsibility, because next time someone like me isnt going to be there to prevent barney from being mutilated by a car. someone like me wont take in an unfamiliar dog. avoid putting your family through the emotional trauma & put a goddamn crowbar in your wallet, retard. so help me god if I ever see that dog out again, I am not returning it next time. it at least deserves a shot at living a full life.
Madonna is touring.. tickets presale 2morrow morning. I ordinarily wouldn't react the way I am about it. but she is legendary. annnd I doubt that she will make many more rounds. so I must act on this show, as it may be one of the last. I hear that tickets are like $300 for level 1 seating. great. but I supposedly wont know what tickets Im getting until the presale is over. wtf. how can you charge me $300 and not tell me where Im sitting for several days. whatever. haha I should just trust madonna. there are also these "platinum packages" available. which supposedly include priority seating (makes me feel handicap or something) haha within the 1st few rows. and backstage passes and a soundcheck or something.. yeahhh for $1000 per pair.. well that's what we're guessing. the same company: musictoday promoted britney's tour this way, dan said. I cant decided what to do. $500/piece or $300/piece. I may not be so lucky to get either. I DID reinitiate my membership to Icon. haha. nerrrrd. for like $40. I will get presale before ticketmaster does. that should give me SOME advantage. they presale 2morrow at noon. Im scared.
when I got home from the airport, brooke had imed me for the 1st time in like a week. that sux. wish I had gotten to talk to her. cara's party is on saturday. dan will come with. I went off on him today for being such a little condescending bitch. love him regardless. but it stresses me out.. all the time. then again what doesnt stress me out. I dyed the white square into my hair. and dyed it black. I ran out of dye. I need to redo the black. Im scared to go to work with it like that. matt told me today that I cannot take a vacation for at least a year. that sux ass. he better make an exception. I want to see brooke and jess and ericha. why do I want to see ericha? she never calls me back. or calls me at all for that matter. thats some unconditional love right there. whatever happened to tony coming here and us all hanging out.. just another broken promise from someone that I cared about. or maybe I shouldnt over analyze yet. it's not month end. and to top off my pathetic day....
I went to pick up my parents from the airport. Im discussing our plan with dan. and I get a fucking text message from the whore. saying: "Im gonna send u ur stuff myself. ill let u know how much it is. no reason why my parents should have 2 do it and pay 4 it." its like FUCK YOU, YOU STUPID NAIIVE, CLUELESS, BRAINDEAD CUNT!! AS IF I HAD ANY OTHER FUCKING OPTION. YOU WONT RETURN MY PHONE CALLS, OR EMAILS, OR YOUR BELOVED FUCKING TEXT MESSAGES. WHAT ARE MY OPTIONS HERE. PLEASE. EXPLAIN AT LEAST THAT TO ME. EXPLAIN TO ME WHY YOU'RE TRYING TO MAKE ME FEEL GUILTY FOR INVOLVING YOUR FUCKING PARENTS. THEY'RE EVIDENTILY THE ONLY ADULTS INVOLVED HERE. I FUCKING TOLD THEM THAT THEY DIDNT HAVE TO PAY FOR IT. TO HAVE ME PAY FOR IT UPON ARRIVAL. MOM NEVER MADE IT SEEM AS IF IT WAS A BURDEN IN THE SLIGHTEST. SHE PROMISED ME SHE'D GET ME MY THINGS BACK, BECAUSE YOU WERE TOO FUCKING IMMATURE AND INCONSIDERATE TO RETURN MY CALLS FOR THE PAST TWO MONTHS. FUCK YOU, YOU PIECE OF FUCKING SHIT. HOW CAN YOU SLEEP AT NIGHT KNOWING THAT YOU'VE FUCKED SOMEONE OVER AS YOU HAVE? it'd be one thing if it was some random person that you had no emotional attatchment to. but you fucking loved me. you're inhumane. I AM SO TIRED OF YOU DESTROYING MY DAYS. I AM SO TIRED OF THE ANXIETY AND FRUSTRATION/ANGER/PAIN THAT YOU CAUSE ME. I hate you so much, you fucking heartless whore.
The Lewis Family" made me cry. I wish that someone like me would have found loki. the people told me that they didnt have a fence. "he just comes back" you fucking idiots. evidently not! show some responsibility, because next time someone like me isnt going to be there to prevent barney from being mutilated by a car. someone like me wont take in an unfamiliar dog. avoid putting your family through the emotional trauma & put a goddamn crowbar in your wallet, retard. so help me god if I ever see that dog out again, I am not returning it next time. it at least deserves a shot at living a full life.
Madonna is touring.. tickets presale 2morrow morning. I ordinarily wouldn't react the way I am about it. but she is legendary. annnd I doubt that she will make many more rounds. so I must act on this show, as it may be one of the last. I hear that tickets are like $300 for level 1 seating. great. but I supposedly wont know what tickets Im getting until the presale is over. wtf. how can you charge me $300 and not tell me where Im sitting for several days. whatever. haha I should just trust madonna. there are also these "platinum packages" available. which supposedly include priority seating (makes me feel handicap or something) haha within the 1st few rows. and backstage passes and a soundcheck or something.. yeahhh for $1000 per pair.. well that's what we're guessing. the same company: musictoday promoted britney's tour this way, dan said. I cant decided what to do. $500/piece or $300/piece. I may not be so lucky to get either. I DID reinitiate my membership to Icon. haha. nerrrrd. for like $40. I will get presale before ticketmaster does. that should give me SOME advantage. they presale 2morrow at noon. Im scared.
when I got home from the airport, brooke had imed me for the 1st time in like a week. that sux. wish I had gotten to talk to her. cara's party is on saturday. dan will come with. I went off on him today for being such a little condescending bitch. love him regardless. but it stresses me out.. all the time. then again what doesnt stress me out. I dyed the white square into my hair. and dyed it black. I ran out of dye. I need to redo the black. Im scared to go to work with it like that. matt told me today that I cannot take a vacation for at least a year. that sux ass. he better make an exception. I want to see brooke and jess and ericha. why do I want to see ericha? she never calls me back. or calls me at all for that matter. thats some unconditional love right there. whatever happened to tony coming here and us all hanging out.. just another broken promise from someone that I cared about. or maybe I shouldnt over analyze yet. it's not month end. and to top off my pathetic day....
I went to pick up my parents from the airport. Im discussing our plan with dan. and I get a fucking text message from the whore. saying: "Im gonna send u ur stuff myself. ill let u know how much it is. no reason why my parents should have 2 do it and pay 4 it." its like FUCK YOU, YOU STUPID NAIIVE, CLUELESS, BRAINDEAD CUNT!! AS IF I HAD ANY OTHER FUCKING OPTION. YOU WONT RETURN MY PHONE CALLS, OR EMAILS, OR YOUR BELOVED FUCKING TEXT MESSAGES. WHAT ARE MY OPTIONS HERE. PLEASE. EXPLAIN AT LEAST THAT TO ME. EXPLAIN TO ME WHY YOU'RE TRYING TO MAKE ME FEEL GUILTY FOR INVOLVING YOUR FUCKING PARENTS. THEY'RE EVIDENTILY THE ONLY ADULTS INVOLVED HERE. I FUCKING TOLD THEM THAT THEY DIDNT HAVE TO PAY FOR IT. TO HAVE ME PAY FOR IT UPON ARRIVAL. MOM NEVER MADE IT SEEM AS IF IT WAS A BURDEN IN THE SLIGHTEST. SHE PROMISED ME SHE'D GET ME MY THINGS BACK, BECAUSE YOU WERE TOO FUCKING IMMATURE AND INCONSIDERATE TO RETURN MY CALLS FOR THE PAST TWO MONTHS. FUCK YOU, YOU PIECE OF FUCKING SHIT. HOW CAN YOU SLEEP AT NIGHT KNOWING THAT YOU'VE FUCKED SOMEONE OVER AS YOU HAVE? it'd be one thing if it was some random person that you had no emotional attatchment to. but you fucking loved me. you're inhumane. I AM SO TIRED OF YOU DESTROYING MY DAYS. I AM SO TIRED OF THE ANXIETY AND FRUSTRATION/ANGER/PAIN THAT YOU CAUSE ME. I hate you so much, you fucking heartless whore.