Chewing on a toilet paper tube
We haven't spoken since yesterday at about 9:00.
He told me that he works two doubles in a row , Saturday night, and a double on Sunday.
I havent' said one word to him since.
I'm just so mad, you know? Not even at him, well, maybe a little, but I'm more angry at his work for taking advantage of him like that. I know that they're used to him working like a slave because that's all he ever did after the bitch left, and for TWO FUCKING YEARS after! Jesus, hasen't he paid his debt to them, or whatever they think he owes them?. He's told them constantly that he can't work that many hours anymore. Full time, fine, yeah, ok. But 50-60 hours a week? VERY not fuking cool. It's like the only time I ever get to see him is either for about 15 minutes between when he gets home and I have to go to bed, or the fifteen minutes between when I get up and leave for work, but even then, he's asleep , so does that even count? He usually works either the night shift, which starts right before I get home, or a double, in which case, I don't see him all day. Oh, no, that's not true! I see him for the HALF A GODDAMN HOUR he gets in between his shifts, when other people there get an hour and a half! Oh, but Wednesday, sweet, sweet Wednesday, when I get him to myself the WHOLE STINKING DAY! Wednesday is the one thing that keeps me going all week, and yesterday, it was ruined, well , the night time was. I spent most of last night sleeping on the floor in the living room, for lack of a couch.
Well, enough of that for now. Here are some other things that are currently pissing me off (it's just one of those days):
-The fact that I can't potty train Scooter (my puppy). He was doing GREAT when we moved in, and now he's just being awful again.
-The fact that I don't have my own car.
-The fact that my former best friend is fucking an 18 year old (yes, it's still pissing me off.)
-The fact that I can't listen to that Jimmy Eat World song, and not think about Scooter (my friend, not my puppy).
-The fact that Dan is an asshole, but I let him fool me into liking him.
-The fact that that GODDAMN BITCH cant' take a FUCKING HINT and leave Tom the fuck ALONE! ('I havent' e-mailed you in a long time. I should do that'. You left him, you want him back, TOUGH SHIT YOU GODDAMN WHORE!!!!)
-The fact that I'm fat (no explination, I just am.).
He told me that he works two doubles in a row , Saturday night, and a double on Sunday.
I havent' said one word to him since.
I'm just so mad, you know? Not even at him, well, maybe a little, but I'm more angry at his work for taking advantage of him like that. I know that they're used to him working like a slave because that's all he ever did after the bitch left, and for TWO FUCKING YEARS after! Jesus, hasen't he paid his debt to them, or whatever they think he owes them?. He's told them constantly that he can't work that many hours anymore. Full time, fine, yeah, ok. But 50-60 hours a week? VERY not fuking cool. It's like the only time I ever get to see him is either for about 15 minutes between when he gets home and I have to go to bed, or the fifteen minutes between when I get up and leave for work, but even then, he's asleep , so does that even count? He usually works either the night shift, which starts right before I get home, or a double, in which case, I don't see him all day. Oh, no, that's not true! I see him for the HALF A GODDAMN HOUR he gets in between his shifts, when other people there get an hour and a half! Oh, but Wednesday, sweet, sweet Wednesday, when I get him to myself the WHOLE STINKING DAY! Wednesday is the one thing that keeps me going all week, and yesterday, it was ruined, well , the night time was. I spent most of last night sleeping on the floor in the living room, for lack of a couch.
Well, enough of that for now. Here are some other things that are currently pissing me off (it's just one of those days):
-The fact that I can't potty train Scooter (my puppy). He was doing GREAT when we moved in, and now he's just being awful again.
-The fact that I don't have my own car.
-The fact that my former best friend is fucking an 18 year old (yes, it's still pissing me off.)
-The fact that I can't listen to that Jimmy Eat World song, and not think about Scooter (my friend, not my puppy).
-The fact that Dan is an asshole, but I let him fool me into liking him.
-The fact that that GODDAMN BITCH cant' take a FUCKING HINT and leave Tom the fuck ALONE! ('I havent' e-mailed you in a long time. I should do that'. You left him, you want him back, TOUGH SHIT YOU GODDAMN WHORE!!!!)
-The fact that I'm fat (no explination, I just am.).