Aaaah!!!! More roomate drama. I know cannot smoke a blunt in my own fucking house because the she doesn't like the smell. I swear this bitch is tap dancing on my last nerve. It's a good thing we are moving really soon(before I put her head through the wall). I am going through so much rough shit in my life right now. My bestfriend died yesterday at the tender age of 22 on top of dealing with my my roomate for hell. I feel like a weeping time bomb that is ready to explode On a good note I got half of my left arm tattooed Saturday. It was painful but the pain allowed me to vent out some frustration Another good note is that my daughter will be home next Friday. I am so happy. Tati keeps me sane and out of trouble. I swear sometimes I think I would be in jail over bullshit if I didn't have my child to think about. Thank goodness for my daughter