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So lots of stuff to type aboot. Got a speeding ticked in West Virgina the other day, got clocked at 89 in a 70. Fortunately for me the cop felt kinda bad, and took it down to 79. For what ever reason? Who knows, maybe he saw the car was in my moms name, and thought it was hers. Anyway, it really sucks, although it's nice to hear I'm not going to lose any points off my liscense or have my insurance go up, but its gonna cost me. That combined with my bank debt, and all the birthdays around November. Looks like I might be broke for some time. My family needs to stop breeding for a few years, I can't afford all of these damn birthdays.
Last night my I got to hang out with my friends Bonnie, Mike, Scott, and Jay. It was good to see my friends again together like that. Except I Got really hammered, like way more hammered that I should have allowed myself to get on a work night. Now this is where I "blame" it on all my problems, blah, blah, blah... Drink to forget so they say. I made it to work in one peice and on time today, or should I say, my body made it to work on time, though my mind had alot of catching up to do. I had better not keep this up.
Tonight after the jobby job stopped at the bowling alley to see Lil' A. Poor girl, I felt so bad. She was so busy at the snack bar working 10 orders at a time. This pregnant woman has the fucking nerve to scream at her for taking so long, at least I think she was pregnant, you never know she could have been just hiding her udders. You think 14 minutes for a pizza and cheeze sticks sounds reasonable right? But no this Cow have to yell about it for 5 minutes, demand her money back, went to see the owner, and then gloats about it to all her friends, meanwhile making my friend almost cry. I ended up giving her a 10 dollar tip for my pizza. What is the matter with the general public, it's always this; I want it fast, I want it now, and I don't want to pay for it attitude. When all she really had to do to resolve the situation, was tell the alley manager hey the girl is swamped she needs help. People disgust me.
Finally to top the day off. My Angel got alot of shampoo squirted in her eye by my nephew now shes is having a allergic reaction to the soap, making here eye all puffy, red, and irritated. The kid is just as accident prone as I remember her mother being... Well folks, this little rant has come to an end.
Last night my I got to hang out with my friends Bonnie, Mike, Scott, and Jay. It was good to see my friends again together like that. Except I Got really hammered, like way more hammered that I should have allowed myself to get on a work night. Now this is where I "blame" it on all my problems, blah, blah, blah... Drink to forget so they say. I made it to work in one peice and on time today, or should I say, my body made it to work on time, though my mind had alot of catching up to do. I had better not keep this up.
Tonight after the jobby job stopped at the bowling alley to see Lil' A. Poor girl, I felt so bad. She was so busy at the snack bar working 10 orders at a time. This pregnant woman has the fucking nerve to scream at her for taking so long, at least I think she was pregnant, you never know she could have been just hiding her udders. You think 14 minutes for a pizza and cheeze sticks sounds reasonable right? But no this Cow have to yell about it for 5 minutes, demand her money back, went to see the owner, and then gloats about it to all her friends, meanwhile making my friend almost cry. I ended up giving her a 10 dollar tip for my pizza. What is the matter with the general public, it's always this; I want it fast, I want it now, and I don't want to pay for it attitude. When all she really had to do to resolve the situation, was tell the alley manager hey the girl is swamped she needs help. People disgust me.
Finally to top the day off. My Angel got alot of shampoo squirted in her eye by my nephew now shes is having a allergic reaction to the soap, making here eye all puffy, red, and irritated. The kid is just as accident prone as I remember her mother being... Well folks, this little rant has come to an end.