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Was looking for my keys all yesterday. Found out this dumb cunt bpd bitch is back in the house. And would you look at that... her boyfriend is here. I'm calling the cops tomorrow.
I asked the ex friend who's moved out how I should proceed or if i should get another key made. He said how he has no sway over anything and that I'm moving out in the next couple of days anyways, what does he want me to do.
Yeah let's say I wasn't, faggot? Should I just leave the house without a set of keys because your dumb cunt sister let her boyfriend in again...
I hate this. I don't know if calling the cops on the 4th of Jul will really do anything.
Ready to be done with this.
I recently moved back to a small town I've lived in before, and apart from a few minor discomforts/issues, the joy of this change in my circumstances has been overwhelming. I went to my favorite farmer's market this morning and will be celebrating my own independence from several years of aggro tonight with a steak dinner. Later, one of the local non-profit orgs does fireworks over the water every year on this day, and I'm tentatively planning to attend (if I can stay awake that late). Life still isn't perfect, but it's the little things and I am so, so blessed.
Breddy good.
Spent most of the day with my parents, as usual. The temperature was perfect for me and I had a good walk at the beach with the dogs. Laughed at them being silly and bathing directly in the ocean, because the seas were calm enough to make even my water-shy dog brave enough to dip her feet.
Dad made yummy spareribs with coleslaw and potatoes. I had prepared strawberries, and we watched an episode of a local drama tv show set in the 30's-40's at the beginning of WWII which isn't super high brow but also not very corny. Picked a ton of cherries from the garden that I'll enjoy tomorrow.
I'll try to keep this mood up for tomorrow. Go to the forest if it's not too hot, clean the house a bit.
It’s stupid o clock again. I can’t sleep. I have said something monumentally stupid to someone I care for deeply who is probably never going to speak to me again. I am an idiot. I forgot to eat anything yesterday.
Nothing but doom.
It’s stupid o clock again. I can’t sleep. I have said something monumentally stupid to someone I care for deeply who is probably never going to speak to me again. I am an idiot. I forgot to eat anything yesterday.
Nothing but doom.
Hope folks who are doing/did the 4th of July thing have/had a good day!
As for me, I had a wedding to go to. It was strange. I realized it was my first "adult" wedding outside of attending with my parents as a child or the +1 with my mom in my teens. Fortunately, a few others were there that I knew as the bride and groom started off as customers of a shop I ran and ultimately one picked up a part time gig there. The people I met at that place are amazing and as fucked up as that job was I am grateful.
It was also my first time drinking in over a decade when I took part in the toast. That was wild. Also can't tell you last time I wore makeup or 'shapewear.' Kind of made me do some life reflection, ngl.
Later, one of the local non-profit orgs does fireworks over the water every year on this day, and I'm tentatively planning to attend (if I can stay awake that late).
Bought my niggas 200 dollars in beer and liquor, pulled up to the house like Hank in that one deleted breaking bad scene. Now I'm waiting for my boy to finish grilling the burbgers. Gonna watch the fireworks from his sweet ass patio. NEVER kill yourself.
went to see the fireworks for the first time in a few years. brought earplugs and had a lovely experience despite the screaming children, retarded people, and screaming retarded children using illegal fireworks unsupervised. there were a lot of skeetos on me but i don't even think i got bit.
the bats were all freaking out because of the noise though, felt bad
Ah cheers. I suddenly started sweating and shivering about 3am so it seems the kids have brought me one last school based mystery virus before the holidays. Had a really high fever for a few hours and felt quite mad
I did all the ‘things I must do’ today then I just went back to bed. I feel grim. Seems to be going now, just one of those weird viruses that makes you feel crap for a day or two. At least I’ll be fine for work tomorrow!
I may even have an ice cream later.
There should be a word for sending a kind of gentle but supportive thump on the shoulder in solidarity. Maybe there’s one in German with forty syllables. Or something unpronounceable in Greenlandic
I feel relieved after a short panic. I went to the bus stop and saw this lying in the street:
I thought it was a dog that had been hit by a car and the bastard had driven away and left it. There's a vet just down the road, so I picked it up to take it there. It was cold and heavy so I thought it was dead.
Then I noticed the strings and the plastic bits and realised this was a life size robot dog that, for some reason, had been left lying on the pavement. It weighed as much as a dog too, it's not the sort of thing a kid could absent-mindedly drop out of its pram or anything. Either someone was taking it to the charity shop and couldn't be arsed bringing it home again with them when they realised the shop was shut on a Sunday, or it was a prank. If so, they got me good.
The whole bus queue thought it was hilarious after we realised it wasn't somebody's dead beloved pet.
I'm supposed to go to Waco, Texas on Monday to Friday for work. I found out my dad is pulling the plug on my mom, Monday. She has been on life support since Friday.
I'm in the doghouse with the rest of the family for not dropping everything to see her. I promised to get to the east coast after my job assignment is done and instead of flying West, head East.
It's a bit irritating to hear from siblings that live maybe an two hour's drive away, I'm an asshole for not canceling a major infrastructure commissioning and hopping on a couple of planes and then driving for three hours to visit a hospital on the eastern shore.
Ten years ago, I pretty much pleaded with them not to move so far away from everyone, pointing out that most of us kids won't be able to afford to regularly visit and that services where they were moving to were really hard to get to without driving long distances.
What really irritates me is that I lived on the East up until my company shitcanned all us American engineers so they could just use inbred idiots from India illegally on tourist visas. This would have been so much easier to deal with if I could have found a job where my family is. But every company offered me less than what I fucking started at out of college 15 years ago.
