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So today went alright. Kevin and I went to Windham to apply at Lowe's. I doubt very much I'll even get the job. The lady looked at my application and didn't even look up at me. She's like, "soooo, we'll.....Give you a call." I'm like "Ok." Walking out with Natalie, I said to Natalie, "Guess that means a big fat no!". That's alright. I've got tomorrow. Subway baby!! haha.
Kevin's going to leave me like all damn day to go hunting tomorrow. That's going to suck. I'm going to be stuck here all damn day with retards. The whole kit n' caboodle is here this WHOLE weekend. AND on top of that, they brought their damn puppies. WONDERFUL!! So, I'm going to have to deal with Natalie, all by myself, Grace, and the piss and shit I'm going to have to pick up after everyone.
WE'RE FUCKING MOVING! I DONT CARE WHAT KEVIN SAYS. I NEED OUT OF HERE NOW!!!!!
He doesn't want to move because of "Money". Who doesn't have problems with money? If I get this job or ANY job for that matter, we'll be closer to being able to affording our own place. Even if it is in Biddeford or an apartment. I fucking hate it here. No respect. Nothing. Little does Clete know. He's only getting $350 for rent from now on. I'm the maid. I'm the non-paid babysitter. I'm the one who does everything. So, it's either bank time or apt. time. I'm guessing apt. time. At least until we can get our credit established enough to get a loan. Kevin's looking online for VA grants. We qualify. It's just a matter of getting the DUNS number. That is hard to do since the address the internet gave us doesn't work. haha. SUCKY SUCKIE!
That's all for now. I'm bored, I'm pissed, I'm irritated, I'm uptight, and Kevin doesn't seem to care. It's all about him right now. Fuck it.
Kevin's going to leave me like all damn day to go hunting tomorrow. That's going to suck. I'm going to be stuck here all damn day with retards. The whole kit n' caboodle is here this WHOLE weekend. AND on top of that, they brought their damn puppies. WONDERFUL!! So, I'm going to have to deal with Natalie, all by myself, Grace, and the piss and shit I'm going to have to pick up after everyone.
WE'RE FUCKING MOVING! I DONT CARE WHAT KEVIN SAYS. I NEED OUT OF HERE NOW!!!!!
He doesn't want to move because of "Money". Who doesn't have problems with money? If I get this job or ANY job for that matter, we'll be closer to being able to affording our own place. Even if it is in Biddeford or an apartment. I fucking hate it here. No respect. Nothing. Little does Clete know. He's only getting $350 for rent from now on. I'm the maid. I'm the non-paid babysitter. I'm the one who does everything. So, it's either bank time or apt. time. I'm guessing apt. time. At least until we can get our credit established enough to get a loan. Kevin's looking online for VA grants. We qualify. It's just a matter of getting the DUNS number. That is hard to do since the address the internet gave us doesn't work. haha. SUCKY SUCKIE!
That's all for now. I'm bored, I'm pissed, I'm irritated, I'm uptight, and Kevin doesn't seem to care. It's all about him right now. Fuck it.