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Apr. 10th, 2006
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Okies.
If you've been busy, here is a lame ass update:
- I posted the video for Johnny Cash's cover of "Hurt" and it'll be available for a couple more days. So git it whilest the gittin' is good.
- I have a new moodtheme. This was difficult for my pea brain to handle.
- Today marks the "almost fucking over" point of my tax season. Hallelujiah. I got out about a dozen "oh, look we forgot we have these" returns today. Which, sounds easy, but of course there's a retarded and complex issue to it. Fuckers. But anyrate, the only ones I have left to go out are ones I don't have yet. BOOYAAAAHHH.
- It's GORGEOUS outside. Good gawd, yo. However, this comes with a downside. Allergies.
- I'm officially living paycheck to paycheck again. This sucks. I'm also incredibly nervous due to my car insurance situation being all effed up. I'm going to be a pain in the ass and call New Jersey Manufacturer's tomorrow and see what they say. I really don't have money for a premium right now. Heh. *sigh* Oh well, such is life.
Still no word on my mother giving me dime one for this stupid loan that Charlie owes me money for. I wonder if the excuse for him not working yet again, will be that there's still snow on the ground somewhere in the world *rolls eyes*
- DOOOD. There was WET neon fucking green paint on my vehicle this morning. WTF MATE!?! I was pissed. Luckily it was wet, and came RIGHT off. Or there would have been words. With who, I don't know. But there would have been words. Oh, and I got an oil change and a car wash the other day, so OF COURSE I needed to get paint on my car, along with the little birdies using my car as a toilet. gR.
- Friday was fun. Went to Christine & Eric's and had a blast. Made some ghetto punch. Actually, my dear sweet NON DRINKING boyfriend made it. A cup and a half later, I was Jello.
- Saturday was fun. I ended up going to Casey fucking O'Tooles and it reminded me WHY I never fucking go there. Jesus. I must have seen about 12 people I knew from high school or even EARLIER. There was no need. Of *course* none of them said hi. However, I was with my merry band of freaks, so that might have made me unapproachable. Heh. For shame.
- Finished Marilyn Manson's "Long Hard Road Out of Hell" book again. I hadn't read it since it first came out. Been on a Manson kick lately. I like his music, and I don't care what pretentious bitches say it's not goth. I just like it. Almost done with Orson Scott Card's "Ender's Game". Weeee.
- Yesterday, I was useless. I was veal. I was tired. Oh wait, I still am.
- Odd depression setting in. I keep thinking about all the things I've lived through, and I'm getting increasingly angry and sad about some of it. Like, TONS of good shit has happened to me, and I can recall that as easily as the bad. But for some wickedly awful reason all the bad shit is flowing back to me like fucking crazy. I'm also pmsing. So, who knows.
- Still working on that bitter thing. I think it might be related to the above, or vice versa.
- Why OH WHY is gas so fucking expensive??? It's like, $2.49 and shit. That is like, running a car on milk. Fucking ridiculous.
I have 20 more minutes. Then I can leave.
Yay.
Woo.
If you've been busy, here is a lame ass update:
- I posted the video for Johnny Cash's cover of "Hurt" and it'll be available for a couple more days. So git it whilest the gittin' is good.
- I have a new moodtheme. This was difficult for my pea brain to handle.
- Today marks the "almost fucking over" point of my tax season. Hallelujiah. I got out about a dozen "oh, look we forgot we have these" returns today. Which, sounds easy, but of course there's a retarded and complex issue to it. Fuckers. But anyrate, the only ones I have left to go out are ones I don't have yet. BOOYAAAAHHH.
- It's GORGEOUS outside. Good gawd, yo. However, this comes with a downside. Allergies.
- I'm officially living paycheck to paycheck again. This sucks. I'm also incredibly nervous due to my car insurance situation being all effed up. I'm going to be a pain in the ass and call New Jersey Manufacturer's tomorrow and see what they say. I really don't have money for a premium right now. Heh. *sigh* Oh well, such is life.
Still no word on my mother giving me dime one for this stupid loan that Charlie owes me money for. I wonder if the excuse for him not working yet again, will be that there's still snow on the ground somewhere in the world *rolls eyes*
- DOOOD. There was WET neon fucking green paint on my vehicle this morning. WTF MATE!?! I was pissed. Luckily it was wet, and came RIGHT off. Or there would have been words. With who, I don't know. But there would have been words. Oh, and I got an oil change and a car wash the other day, so OF COURSE I needed to get paint on my car, along with the little birdies using my car as a toilet. gR.
- Friday was fun. Went to Christine & Eric's and had a blast. Made some ghetto punch. Actually, my dear sweet NON DRINKING boyfriend made it. A cup and a half later, I was Jello.
- Saturday was fun. I ended up going to Casey fucking O'Tooles and it reminded me WHY I never fucking go there. Jesus. I must have seen about 12 people I knew from high school or even EARLIER. There was no need. Of *course* none of them said hi. However, I was with my merry band of freaks, so that might have made me unapproachable. Heh. For shame.
- Finished Marilyn Manson's "Long Hard Road Out of Hell" book again. I hadn't read it since it first came out. Been on a Manson kick lately. I like his music, and I don't care what pretentious bitches say it's not goth. I just like it. Almost done with Orson Scott Card's "Ender's Game". Weeee.
- Yesterday, I was useless. I was veal. I was tired. Oh wait, I still am.
- Odd depression setting in. I keep thinking about all the things I've lived through, and I'm getting increasingly angry and sad about some of it. Like, TONS of good shit has happened to me, and I can recall that as easily as the bad. But for some wickedly awful reason all the bad shit is flowing back to me like fucking crazy. I'm also pmsing. So, who knows.
- Still working on that bitter thing. I think it might be related to the above, or vice versa.
- Why OH WHY is gas so fucking expensive??? It's like, $2.49 and shit. That is like, running a car on milk. Fucking ridiculous.
I have 20 more minutes. Then I can leave.
Yay.
Woo.
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