i can't sleep
i can't sleep. i have to piss too but i don't feel like getting up. i'm going to wake des up in a little while if my typing doesn't wake her up first.
work was shitty today. it's been shitty because for some reason, brian the schedule maker only schedules us for lunch shifts. i get the shittiest tables and the shittiest tips. i've not left there with more than $16 yet. maybe i should start going to church or something. maybe this is god smiting me. i am worried about rent and bills, as per usual.
we bought bath towels today. so sue us for not saving ALL of our money and splurging on bath towels. you assholes.
i can't housetrain this goddamned puppy. i'm trying, i swear.
i cleaned some of the kitchen today. it is a nice improvement.
des and i are both off work tomorrow and monday. shit. we need to make money.
oh, and there was this stray dog that used to live outside our apartment complex. her name is wash rag. she's not actually stray. the people in the house behind the complex owned her but they didn't take care of her. they wouldn't even take her to the vet when she got hit by a car because they said they couldn't afford it. the landlord ended up taking her. i don't even think they fed her. everyone in the complex fed her. anyway, the people who live above us "adopted" her. this meant that she was still outside in the rain and snow and cold all the time no matter what except for when des and i let her inside. they did put a blanket outside their door for her, and some food and water, though. anyway, so recently, wash rag got a boyfriend. might i add: who the fuck names their dog wash rag? granted i wanted to name luxie snoochie poochie, but still...
so yeah, wash rag got this boyfriend. he's a big brown stray who looks like he's a mix between a shar pei and something else but i'm not sure what. melissa, our neighbor, said they'd been humping for days. everytime i took lux out to pee, he was out there following wash rag around. and when des and i went to the car to go to work, we'd see them cuddling up on the hill. lux went up to him and licked his penis. i think she was looking for milk.
anyway, the people upstairs who adopted wash rag moved out. today they came and picked her up and moved her with them. so this big brown dog (i named him mr. man) has been sitting outside all day and all night waiting for her. he keeps going up to her blanket to look for her. i think i'm romanticising this whole dog thing a little too much but it's breaking my heart.
anyway, those people upstairs were fucking cocks. they're the ones who called the police on us and called the landlord on us a bunch of times and badmouthed us to all our neighbors (so say the neighbors) because our dog cried ONE DAY, the fucking day we got her. assholes. boy are they going to get a nice surprise when they find out wash rag is pregnant. those assholes.
i am so vindictive.
so i finished reading "the sleeping father" by matthew sharpe a few weeks ago. it's amazing. the ending pissed me off but i love the book anyway. i'm reading "white oleander" by janet fitch now. i'm still at the beginning though.
des and i watched that rob schneider movie "the hot chick" on tv the other night and it was so funny.
my mom sent me a $100 gift certificate for the gap. she said it's so i can get some work pants that actually fit me. i miss my mom. i'm so glad i don't hate her anymore, because wishing her ill will really was taking up a lot of my time. not that i actually use my time for anything productive.
goddamn. i guess i'm going to try and sleep.
work was shitty today. it's been shitty because for some reason, brian the schedule maker only schedules us for lunch shifts. i get the shittiest tables and the shittiest tips. i've not left there with more than $16 yet. maybe i should start going to church or something. maybe this is god smiting me. i am worried about rent and bills, as per usual.
we bought bath towels today. so sue us for not saving ALL of our money and splurging on bath towels. you assholes.
i can't housetrain this goddamned puppy. i'm trying, i swear.
i cleaned some of the kitchen today. it is a nice improvement.
des and i are both off work tomorrow and monday. shit. we need to make money.
oh, and there was this stray dog that used to live outside our apartment complex. her name is wash rag. she's not actually stray. the people in the house behind the complex owned her but they didn't take care of her. they wouldn't even take her to the vet when she got hit by a car because they said they couldn't afford it. the landlord ended up taking her. i don't even think they fed her. everyone in the complex fed her. anyway, the people who live above us "adopted" her. this meant that she was still outside in the rain and snow and cold all the time no matter what except for when des and i let her inside. they did put a blanket outside their door for her, and some food and water, though. anyway, so recently, wash rag got a boyfriend. might i add: who the fuck names their dog wash rag? granted i wanted to name luxie snoochie poochie, but still...
so yeah, wash rag got this boyfriend. he's a big brown stray who looks like he's a mix between a shar pei and something else but i'm not sure what. melissa, our neighbor, said they'd been humping for days. everytime i took lux out to pee, he was out there following wash rag around. and when des and i went to the car to go to work, we'd see them cuddling up on the hill. lux went up to him and licked his penis. i think she was looking for milk.
anyway, the people upstairs who adopted wash rag moved out. today they came and picked her up and moved her with them. so this big brown dog (i named him mr. man) has been sitting outside all day and all night waiting for her. he keeps going up to her blanket to look for her. i think i'm romanticising this whole dog thing a little too much but it's breaking my heart.
anyway, those people upstairs were fucking cocks. they're the ones who called the police on us and called the landlord on us a bunch of times and badmouthed us to all our neighbors (so say the neighbors) because our dog cried ONE DAY, the fucking day we got her. assholes. boy are they going to get a nice surprise when they find out wash rag is pregnant. those assholes.
i am so vindictive.
so i finished reading "the sleeping father" by matthew sharpe a few weeks ago. it's amazing. the ending pissed me off but i love the book anyway. i'm reading "white oleander" by janet fitch now. i'm still at the beginning though.
des and i watched that rob schneider movie "the hot chick" on tv the other night and it was so funny.
my mom sent me a $100 gift certificate for the gap. she said it's so i can get some work pants that actually fit me. i miss my mom. i'm so glad i don't hate her anymore, because wishing her ill will really was taking up a lot of my time. not that i actually use my time for anything productive.
goddamn. i guess i'm going to try and sleep.