i found out recently that my credit score skyrocketed over 50 points in two months. i'm in a whole new credit caliber now. sheesh. the credit card companies are practically sending me marriage proposals...
...wtf, right?
i guess it's a good thing, but it hit me like a ton of bricks. at least all of the junk mail makes sense now.
can someone please knock some sense into my mom and let her know that i won't shrivel up and die because i don't want to eat meat anymore? i can't bring myself to do so. i know i gave it up for lent, which is a questionable thing anyway, but it's more of an excersise in restraint for me. so far, so good...but mom almost blew her top when she found out i had a fake bologna sandwich for lunch.
at least i'm making my own food and not wasting money on lunch every day, and i'm not shoving it down her throat and trying to control what she eats.
i swear, my mom is a micromanaging, manipulative type a control freak. [as a parent, that is.] drives me up a god damn wall.
and dad wonders why i'm trying to move out.
anyway, mister wonderful is doing well, just stuck in the middle of nowhere...his phone doesn't work all the way out there apparently, and he's without decent net access.
i just freak out when there's no communicaiton form the other side. it generally signals something wrong with the relationship. can someone please make it so that my head is devoid of these insecurities? i'll give you a cookie.
...wtf, right?
i guess it's a good thing, but it hit me like a ton of bricks. at least all of the junk mail makes sense now.
can someone please knock some sense into my mom and let her know that i won't shrivel up and die because i don't want to eat meat anymore? i can't bring myself to do so. i know i gave it up for lent, which is a questionable thing anyway, but it's more of an excersise in restraint for me. so far, so good...but mom almost blew her top when she found out i had a fake bologna sandwich for lunch.
at least i'm making my own food and not wasting money on lunch every day, and i'm not shoving it down her throat and trying to control what she eats.
i swear, my mom is a micromanaging, manipulative type a control freak. [as a parent, that is.] drives me up a god damn wall.
and dad wonders why i'm trying to move out.
anyway, mister wonderful is doing well, just stuck in the middle of nowhere...his phone doesn't work all the way out there apparently, and he's without decent net access.
i just freak out when there's no communicaiton form the other side. it generally signals something wrong with the relationship. can someone please make it so that my head is devoid of these insecurities? i'll give you a cookie.
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Do I sound bitter? I am really.
Anyway, this is definitely not a pretty tourist destination, and frankly I get embarassed when the Russian ship comes in with them. Unless it is covered in snow, it is ugly.
~cheers