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08.02.02 @ 21:57
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Just a short entry as I am so tired I can barely keep my eyes open. It has been a long, cold awful evening.

After work I picked up Warren and then we went home and got his stuff together for Mike's. He said he was feeling tired and stiff from playing very hard so I gave him a couple children's Motrin. Then we left and went to his Dads. I was in a less than wonderful mood, as Fridays are always less than wonderful days.

This is where the day took its turn for the worst. I went back to my car and when I tried to start it, ... nothing. The battery appeared to be working, ie I had radio, heat lights etc.. however instead of starting it did nothing, but the knocking under the hood. It sounded like hamster in a wheel that is bumping something. After several futile attempts at reasoning with my Lumina, I went back to Mike's to see if he would help me. The F*in c** sombitch, basically told me tough, and then started in about how "why should he, and after nine years I kicked him out, and blah blah what do you want me to do about it. " I told him exactly what he could do with himself. OF course Warren was trying to keep us apart as he doesn't want to hear us fight. I left. Fortunately I was also only a block or so away from a Tesaro station, so I walked over to see if someone could help me. Just my luck the guy had just left to go tow a car from Dilworth. It would be an hour or so. Wth nothing else to do, I went back to my car to wait. About an hour later I had to pee something bad, my feet were getting cold, and I was about ready to cry. I walked back and used the restroom. The driver was back. He just had to unhitch the car, which was more rust than car. Then he drove me over to my car. It took 13 minutes to jump start my car. 13 freaking minutes. ARRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGG!!!!!!!!!!!!! I had the damn jumper cables (everyone in ND knows you never ever leave home with out them), he couldnt' even be bothered to take that much time to jump my damn car. I don't care what I was taught. Right now I hate that man, soo much.

As for my car, apparently either my battery is having some sort of a problem, (not likely its not that old), or my alternator is fritzing (great there's an expense I can not afford). Thank fully the tow truck driver was great and only charged me $15, instead of $25 since I was only a block and half away, and since I had to wait over an hour. Did I mention he was also very easy to look at.

By this point I was exhausted, pissed and just plain in a bad mood. I stopped at hot stuff and ended up with a pepperoni pizza for supper and some Ben & Jerry's Vanilla Heath Bar Crunch therapy with a side of Cherry Coke. Right now I am so tired I can barely keep my eyes open. I'm not sure if I want to break something or cry. At least taking my bubble bath by candlelight helped.

I'm off to go to bed, maybe tommorrow will be better.


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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.