Arrrrggggghhhh..!
Work related suckage overload today. I work with a Drama Queen that could - and does - easily rival my mother. Now that's sayin' somethin'.
What's going on lately? Everything is weird!
My mother is keeping her dead dog in the freezer because she just "can't bear to put her in the ground yet."
But she's grossed out by the fact that I keep frozen feeder mice in there?
Weird scheduling makes me uneasy.
My brain is on erratic ADHD autopilot. As if you couldn't tell.
Once again, ear infections can eat my ass.
Busybusybusy.
I was supposed to feed the critters and pack my things up today, but I've not left this goddamned place all day. Ten hours down, two to go...I want food.
I have to pee!
Tonight, I visit the Boy. That makes me happy in places I didn't even know I had. He's a keeper, dontchaknow. I'm a lucky girl.
Sometimes, I forget what it's like to sleep alone.
When I type, I can see the tendons in my hands and I think it's sexy on seven different levels.
Yar!
Halloween be right around the corner, maties! That makes for super excited little ball of evilness, lemmetellya. I want this!
They remade The Fog!
Today was going good until about five minutes ago when my mother called...
Someone is a serious asshole. I take care of some feral cats at my mother's house, and today is the second day in a row one of us has found a dead kitten. Yesterday, it was hanging from the gate, today they were laying on the porch with their heads smashed in.
My mom's house aparently got broken into today, as well. My mother came home to find all the doors and windows open, but nothing was touched...? Shifty. Even shiftier that it just so happens that my father is there when my mother gets home from work these last two days. Supposed to "talk." And poison my dog, I bet.
So pretty much, now it means that I either get my shit together and get my critters out of there, or I risk something happening to them. Talk about being stuck between a rock and a hard place...I don't even have anywhere to stay right now, let alone have a place for them.
Gah.
I keep telling myself things will get better, but they only keep getting worse.
Work related suckage overload today. I work with a Drama Queen that could - and does - easily rival my mother. Now that's sayin' somethin'.
What's going on lately? Everything is weird!
My mother is keeping her dead dog in the freezer because she just "can't bear to put her in the ground yet."
But she's grossed out by the fact that I keep frozen feeder mice in there?
Weird scheduling makes me uneasy.
My brain is on erratic ADHD autopilot. As if you couldn't tell.
Once again, ear infections can eat my ass.
Busybusybusy.
I was supposed to feed the critters and pack my things up today, but I've not left this goddamned place all day. Ten hours down, two to go...I want food.
I have to pee!
Tonight, I visit the Boy. That makes me happy in places I didn't even know I had. He's a keeper, dontchaknow. I'm a lucky girl.
Sometimes, I forget what it's like to sleep alone.
When I type, I can see the tendons in my hands and I think it's sexy on seven different levels.
Yar!
Halloween be right around the corner, maties! That makes for super excited little ball of evilness, lemmetellya. I want this!
They remade The Fog!
Today was going good until about five minutes ago when my mother called...
Someone is a serious asshole. I take care of some feral cats at my mother's house, and today is the second day in a row one of us has found a dead kitten. Yesterday, it was hanging from the gate, today they were laying on the porch with their heads smashed in.
My mom's house aparently got broken into today, as well. My mother came home to find all the doors and windows open, but nothing was touched...? Shifty. Even shiftier that it just so happens that my father is there when my mother gets home from work these last two days. Supposed to "talk." And poison my dog, I bet.
So pretty much, now it means that I either get my shit together and get my critters out of there, or I risk something happening to them. Talk about being stuck between a rock and a hard place...I don't even have anywhere to stay right now, let alone have a place for them.
Gah.
I keep telling myself things will get better, but they only keep getting worse.
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That's fucked up about the kittens!
Hhhmmm.. very curious about your moms house being broken into..
Keep yer head up girl!!