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All the fun of a labotomy with out the shaved head
Only three more days, until I'm officially 37, three years and three days (6 hours, 55 minutes, 54 minutes..) until I hit the big 4-0. Laadee Freaking Daa!! I'm also down another 3 pounds. I should be thrilled, instead I've been Super Bitch, Queen of the pissed of Hellions from Horror-mone Town.
Life with me is just one joyous crapfest after another. I've barely done anything beyond the necessary to get settled into the new place. I have no desire to either. I just look around and want to crawl under my bed, until it all goes away on its own.
Mike is still being a stupid jerk, with no clue as to why I'm so pissed at him all the time, and can't figure out why I don't just sit there and take it. On top of it all, the idiot went in my wallet when I wasn't looking and took my last 10 bucks cash. I had to overdraw my stupid bank account so I could get home from work. Bastard.
Warren is feeling torn. He wants to love his dad, needs a father he can be proud of, and look up to, but at the same time doesn't want to hurt me, while also trying to separate himself from me.
Next week is school registration. Let's hope this year is better than last.
Anybody know any good hitmen for hire??
Only (mostly) kidding.
What I really need to do blow something up, or breaksomething (preferably something of the idiots), or just scream until I loose my voice.
Where'd I leave those matches?
Prequels ~ Sequels
Music of the mind: :
~*~Have you read these~*~
~ Ode to a child who is no more ~
~ She's baaack ~
~ testing ~
~ Facebook me ~
~ Bleech ~
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In every neighborhood there is at least one house that all the neighbors gossip about. This is a diary from the woman who lives in that house. I am a single mother in her mid thirties. I live in North Dakota with my son, Warren.
I tend to be a bit of a slob, and am the opposite of a girly-girl. I am geek girl, who loves Star Wars, Star Trek, Harry Potter, Buffy, Angel, action movies, science fiction, action adventure, Dr. Who, and so on and so on.
I love to write and while I don't post much fiction online anymore I would love to be a writer someday. I am also overweight, bipolar and suffer from allergy induced asthma.