not much
has changed around these parts.
yep, uh hum.
My purse is still stolen and I guess you can say that it has placed me stuck in between a crack head and a hard place. (fucking assholes.)
Last week, Lauretta 'suggested' that I sign up for Social Assistance. You see she 'suggests' things to me all the time and makes a big deal about it if I don't go and do it. I told her what I thought. That I am in no emergency position for it and that other people are way off worse than I and so she goes and makes a big deal about her 'suggestion' to my father and it starts an argument. Soooooooo, to make amends, I go and sign up for SA. Oh yes, she is REALLY good at suggesting shit. I don't know exactly how it is going to affect me in the long run but I got a cheque for over $200 the other day. score. Honestly, I just don't feel right about it. I'm not starving nor do I need a place to stay.
Thats how it goes around here.
I never feel right about it yet I still do it anyways to make peace and amends. I cracked a joke to her the other day about it because she was all on my ass about lent and church.
"I finally know what I'm going to sacrifice for Lent, Lauretta."
"oh yeah?"
"Yeah, I give up working. So its a good thing you made me go on SA. It was all gods will."
She didn't think it was very funny. My dad did.
Today I applied for a job. Superstition has gotten the best of me so I can't tell any of you where or what the job is for. Seems like I always do that and I never get the position. My fucking toes are crossed on this one though! It would be my temporary dream job and I can't wait to get the hell out of here and back to my own.
My dogs are doing well and so are my parents. I'm drinking way too much these days. (really, its sad.) And I've been wanting to do so since my purse was robbed from me.
I was so close to scrapping again this weekend! Honestly people, its never me that starts it and I'm not the type to back down on bullshithussybitches. Hey, its the drunk thug life. not me.
other than this, nothing but bullshit here and I'm still fucking losing it.
yep, uh hum.
My purse is still stolen and I guess you can say that it has placed me stuck in between a crack head and a hard place. (fucking assholes.)
Last week, Lauretta 'suggested' that I sign up for Social Assistance. You see she 'suggests' things to me all the time and makes a big deal about it if I don't go and do it. I told her what I thought. That I am in no emergency position for it and that other people are way off worse than I and so she goes and makes a big deal about her 'suggestion' to my father and it starts an argument. Soooooooo, to make amends, I go and sign up for SA. Oh yes, she is REALLY good at suggesting shit. I don't know exactly how it is going to affect me in the long run but I got a cheque for over $200 the other day. score. Honestly, I just don't feel right about it. I'm not starving nor do I need a place to stay.
Thats how it goes around here.
I never feel right about it yet I still do it anyways to make peace and amends. I cracked a joke to her the other day about it because she was all on my ass about lent and church.
"I finally know what I'm going to sacrifice for Lent, Lauretta."
"oh yeah?"
"Yeah, I give up working. So its a good thing you made me go on SA. It was all gods will."
She didn't think it was very funny. My dad did.
Today I applied for a job. Superstition has gotten the best of me so I can't tell any of you where or what the job is for. Seems like I always do that and I never get the position. My fucking toes are crossed on this one though! It would be my temporary dream job and I can't wait to get the hell out of here and back to my own.
My dogs are doing well and so are my parents. I'm drinking way too much these days. (really, its sad.) And I've been wanting to do so since my purse was robbed from me.
I was so close to scrapping again this weekend! Honestly people, its never me that starts it and I'm not the type to back down on bullshithussybitches. Hey, its the drunk thug life. not me.
other than this, nothing but bullshit here and I'm still fucking losing it.