I probably was. Dinner wasn't gonna happen till about now, I wasn't hungry anyway and my hostess was inebriated already. I winked at Annie and came home because work had already kicked my ass, I wasn't the least bit hungry, and the shot of tequila didn't do my any favors so I wanted to get home before there was risk of bodily injury to anyone on the road.
I got texts from the hostess and her husband, which I replied to and apologized . Then I get some from Annie, so I had to call her and get a whole bunch of shit.
I'm sorry, she asks me if I'm looking for another job, after she didn't want me to take one a few weeks ago. So I told her it's none of her fucking business as long as I'm paying my way.
I really just don't care, I will apologize in a phone call tomorrow to my hostess since she's the one really upset, and you know what? Fuck the rest. I'm going to bed.
Wednesday, June 26, 2013
Sunday, June 23, 2013
Could be a Felon
I broke and entered accidentally today. Ok, I entered, I didn't break. I was invited to swim, she didn't answer phone, I showed up. Her car there, door unlocked, I always just walk in. Today I was doing that with sunglasses on and shit in my hands when I hear a beep-beep-beep and go "OH SHIT." Alarm code is in my wallet somewhere, aforementioned sunglasses still in place and I can't see without reading glasses so WHEEEE.
I managed, and had a few minutes of bliss before everyone else showed up. It was nice to just float for a bit. I may try it again soon while they're gone.
I managed, and had a few minutes of bliss before everyone else showed up. It was nice to just float for a bit. I may try it again soon while they're gone.
Friday, June 21, 2013
I'm A Wuss.
Who knew? I"m being abused , and I'm letting them, and I shouldn't be. Hmmm, maybe because I was raised to work for a living. I should talk more with the people around me who are calling out because they got an ouchie, or work interfered with their going out. Or OMG, they had to work and they're tired. I can barely move these days, and I'm still going, and it's stupid. I shouldn't have to do this. I need to take a new inventory because I shouldn't be this.
Wednesday, June 19, 2013
Yep, just meZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ
I'm not sure where all those z's came from, but they can stay because that's where I'm headed.
I'm in a whole lot of hell right now. Job hates me, Annie is telling me old job went belly up, which I want to celebrate, but not. I need to get out of the new one because it's killing me, but dammit it's a job. I need a day or two to hang out with Dad, I haven't had that in while.
Going to bed/
I'm not sure where all those z's came from, but they can stay because that's where I'm headed.
I'm in a whole lot of hell right now. Job hates me, Annie is telling me old job went belly up, which I want to celebrate, but not. I need to get out of the new one because it's killing me, but dammit it's a job. I need a day or two to hang out with Dad, I haven't had that in while.
Going to bed/
Tuesday, June 18, 2013
It's Me Again
I need to find a new job, but I'm too tired. I had a meltdown last night, and almost walked out today, and the meltdown happens occasionally the walking out thing? Not so much.
Annie wants me to help her paint a house, but I hurt, and I'm tired, and it's all because I'm too fucking old for the job I'm doing. Or as other people tell me, I'm doing too much at the job I'm doing and I shouldn't be doing it. I guess I need to tell them to kiss my ass because I don't have to do it, but I'm not sure how, other than walking out or using those words. I'm going to bed because tomorrow is going to suck again, and maybe report that head injury I suffered today as a reason for my sudden onset of Tourette's that I'm sure I'll begin suffering from.
Annie wants me to help her paint a house, but I hurt, and I'm tired, and it's all because I'm too fucking old for the job I'm doing. Or as other people tell me, I'm doing too much at the job I'm doing and I shouldn't be doing it. I guess I need to tell them to kiss my ass because I don't have to do it, but I'm not sure how, other than walking out or using those words. I'm going to bed because tomorrow is going to suck again, and maybe report that head injury I suffered today as a reason for my sudden onset of Tourette's that I'm sure I'll begin suffering from.
Saturday, June 15, 2013
Saturday, All Alone
Other than an early morning text that pertained to Annie more than me, I was having a decent day. Watched The Color Purple for the 100th time, love that movie. Hung around unshowered and braless until...........
I went out back to smoke because there was a birthday party going on across the street so I decided not to smoke on the stoop and scare the kids.
I found a dead rat last night when I went out to water the garden, today I found a small mocking bird and a kitten. I don't know if the kitten killed the others, but I know the dogs killed the kitten and it just ruined my fucking day. I don't have a problem throwing a rat and a bird in the trash, but I had to bury the kitten, which pretty much finished off my shoulder as far as I'm sore as shit, and it hurt my heart. It was probably a distant cousin of Cat which makes it even worse. Back to that PMS I have that isn't going anywhere because it's been about a year since the M part was here.
Rambling again, kitten bothered me. Told it I was sorry, but dogs are dogs and it was in their yard. What really pisses me off is it happened while I was home today, no barking, no nothing. I don't like them much anyway so they're lucky I only hit them with a glove because I really wanted to use the shovel.
Anyway, off to bed with some ice soon because I hurt all over again and need to buck up since I have to work 6 days this week in addition to helping Annie do some painting at the Gnome's. My body is never gonna be the same.
I went out back to smoke because there was a birthday party going on across the street so I decided not to smoke on the stoop and scare the kids.
I found a dead rat last night when I went out to water the garden, today I found a small mocking bird and a kitten. I don't know if the kitten killed the others, but I know the dogs killed the kitten and it just ruined my fucking day. I don't have a problem throwing a rat and a bird in the trash, but I had to bury the kitten, which pretty much finished off my shoulder as far as I'm sore as shit, and it hurt my heart. It was probably a distant cousin of Cat which makes it even worse. Back to that PMS I have that isn't going anywhere because it's been about a year since the M part was here.
Rambling again, kitten bothered me. Told it I was sorry, but dogs are dogs and it was in their yard. What really pisses me off is it happened while I was home today, no barking, no nothing. I don't like them much anyway so they're lucky I only hit them with a glove because I really wanted to use the shovel.
Anyway, off to bed with some ice soon because I hurt all over again and need to buck up since I have to work 6 days this week in addition to helping Annie do some painting at the Gnome's. My body is never gonna be the same.
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