* hey, wait, i've got a new complaint *
I have to clean some more today...
What a surprise... I've been cleaning for the past few days, and you can't even tell. If you could see microscopic bacteria, maybe that would help...
I have to do dishes, too, and I don't understand why they don't seem like they've been caught up on at all in the past week.
Wheel of Fortune tryouts are coming to Bangor and I really want to go. I think you might have to be 21 because I think it qualifies as betting, but I can't even imagine if I made it on that show.
Ooo... I just looked at WheelOfFortune.com and you only have to be 18- rawk on. :)
I want to try :)
$$ Money, I need thee $$
Shit I need/want money for:
-school
-bills
-gas
-new mattress/box spring (larger size so Beau and I fit!)
-television (ours are either too small to see or broken)
-a special hotel trip for Beau and I
I doubt if I'll ever have enough cash. I can't get a job- I have no babysitter. I need to find odd jobs or some other way to earn cash that doesn't involve prostitution. I'm calling my dad to ask him if he has any jobs around the house that I can to do earn money, or something.
Ooo- apparently he'll get back to me on that one. He wanted to know how much money I wanted to earn. I said, "As much as I can."
Duh.
It's not like I am gonna say, "Aw, hell, no more than twenty, thirty bucks... It's not like I really want to WORK or have MONEY, just want to make ends meet, even everything out, no biggie."
Jesus, Dad.
Matt Hanscom is online, hosting another one of his lovely pity parties. I refuse to attend. Amanda seems to be the guest of honor, as he is bitching to her. Have fun, Ams.
Amanda is going to the fair tonight and she is going to get me a caramel apple :) I hoarked mine up... Oops. And I didn't even go on any traumatic rides. I just came home, got upset, and vomited. I guess it happens. It's happened to me quite a bit lately, and it's weird... Random vomiting- a nasty but necessary topic.
Leave some notes.
What a surprise... I've been cleaning for the past few days, and you can't even tell. If you could see microscopic bacteria, maybe that would help...
I have to do dishes, too, and I don't understand why they don't seem like they've been caught up on at all in the past week.
Wheel of Fortune tryouts are coming to Bangor and I really want to go. I think you might have to be 21 because I think it qualifies as betting, but I can't even imagine if I made it on that show.
Ooo... I just looked at WheelOfFortune.com and you only have to be 18- rawk on. :)
I want to try :)
$$ Money, I need thee $$
Shit I need/want money for:
-school
-bills
-gas
-new mattress/box spring (larger size so Beau and I fit!)
-television (ours are either too small to see or broken)
-a special hotel trip for Beau and I
I doubt if I'll ever have enough cash. I can't get a job- I have no babysitter. I need to find odd jobs or some other way to earn cash that doesn't involve prostitution. I'm calling my dad to ask him if he has any jobs around the house that I can to do earn money, or something.
Ooo- apparently he'll get back to me on that one. He wanted to know how much money I wanted to earn. I said, "As much as I can."
Duh.
It's not like I am gonna say, "Aw, hell, no more than twenty, thirty bucks... It's not like I really want to WORK or have MONEY, just want to make ends meet, even everything out, no biggie."
Jesus, Dad.
Matt Hanscom is online, hosting another one of his lovely pity parties. I refuse to attend. Amanda seems to be the guest of honor, as he is bitching to her. Have fun, Ams.
Amanda is going to the fair tonight and she is going to get me a caramel apple :) I hoarked mine up... Oops. And I didn't even go on any traumatic rides. I just came home, got upset, and vomited. I guess it happens. It's happened to me quite a bit lately, and it's weird... Random vomiting- a nasty but necessary topic.
Leave some notes.