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- i just want to stay in bed, is that too much to ask? stupid things like my stomach, bladder, and needing to clean are stopping me.
- the lightbulb in my kitchen blows out far more often than any other bulb in the house. the bulb in my 'hallway' kitchen. the other half of my kitchen (as i call it) is the room where the stove and fridge are in. perhaps i should make a little map.
hmm, perhaps it's because the fixture is rated to 60 watt bulbs and i use 100 watt. because 60 watts, might as well not use a light at all.
- my dad bought a new car (well, new to him, not a 'new' car). and my parents let me borrow the old car for an extended period of time. i haven't had a car at my disposal for a loooong time. like years. i'm having a bit of anxiety over it believe it or not. because every car i drive dies. i'm a good driver, but it's something about ME that does it. and i don't want to drive everywhere. i need to walk. i'm fat, fat people should walk. also all this bragging of my tiny carbon footprint is going down the toilet (even though i've driven a total of five minutes since saturday). then there's gas, which costs money, which i don't have. but at least i don't have to drag my kids to their appointments, because asking them to walk for fifteen minutes was like making crippled people run a marathon.
- my food stamps went up by an obscene amount. which is awesome, but i don't get them for another two weeks. so this sucks. i wonder why they raised it. the welfare office claims it's counting my son's income, which i'm not even recieving. isn't it fucked up that the less one makes, the less food stamps one gets? shouldn't it be the other way around? well, i'm definately hitting up the food pantry tomorrow.
- it's my journal and i'll bitch if i want to, bitch if i want to, bitch if i want to. you would bitch too if it happened to you. duh duh dut dut duh.
- the lightbulb in my kitchen blows out far more often than any other bulb in the house. the bulb in my 'hallway' kitchen. the other half of my kitchen (as i call it) is the room where the stove and fridge are in. perhaps i should make a little map.
hmm, perhaps it's because the fixture is rated to 60 watt bulbs and i use 100 watt. because 60 watts, might as well not use a light at all.
- my dad bought a new car (well, new to him, not a 'new' car). and my parents let me borrow the old car for an extended period of time. i haven't had a car at my disposal for a loooong time. like years. i'm having a bit of anxiety over it believe it or not. because every car i drive dies. i'm a good driver, but it's something about ME that does it. and i don't want to drive everywhere. i need to walk. i'm fat, fat people should walk. also all this bragging of my tiny carbon footprint is going down the toilet (even though i've driven a total of five minutes since saturday). then there's gas, which costs money, which i don't have. but at least i don't have to drag my kids to their appointments, because asking them to walk for fifteen minutes was like making crippled people run a marathon.
- my food stamps went up by an obscene amount. which is awesome, but i don't get them for another two weeks. so this sucks. i wonder why they raised it. the welfare office claims it's counting my son's income, which i'm not even recieving. isn't it fucked up that the less one makes, the less food stamps one gets? shouldn't it be the other way around? well, i'm definately hitting up the food pantry tomorrow.
- it's my journal and i'll bitch if i want to, bitch if i want to, bitch if i want to. you would bitch too if it happened to you. duh duh dut dut duh.