Just when I thought I’d have a little spending money after I pay bills I get an email from the should have been ex husband by now. Holy shit this is getting fucking annoying. To anyone that follows me and just happen to land on my blog today please listen to this: Never marry someone with horrible credit. They will do nothing but bring yours down as well. Fuck love. I’d do anything to have my perfect credit score back. I’ll be lucky if it gets halfway decent by the time I’m 40.
My second bus is always soooo cold and I keep leaving all my jackets at work. Seriously it feels like it is 40 degrees. Ever hair on my arm is standing up.
Wow that pic was huge.
For once I have a few minutes before I go outside and catch my bus to just chill. I have a feeling today will be a good day at work. I have to work Saturday too which I’m not tripping about because I didn’t have any holiday plans and as of right now nobody has said anything about any cookouts to me. Watch some family call me Saturday evening mad because I didn’t go to something. I won’t know unless somebody tells me. Any who everyone have a good day.
I’m not going to my ten year high school reunion this month. The majority of people I graduated with can suck my labia majora. The handful of people I actually still care about I talk to on Facebook. As you may have guessed high school was not an enjoyable time for me. The thought of going to a reunion and seeing the bitches who teased and harassed me would probably set off a rage. Plus I’d want to slit my wrists hearing everyone talk about their perfect marriages and kids.
Anyone have friends you know offline/in real life that always comment on every single fucking post you make on your blog? You could just be hanging out and they be like, “So what were you referring to in that such and such post.” That is fucking annoying. I can see making a comment every now and then but every single post? Or they comment on a posting where I say I’m horny…which I haven’t done in a while. Look, I’m a 28 year old healthy female. We tend to get horny every now and then. Or they think if I make a post where I sound angry, that I’m mad at them. If I’m mad at you, you will definitely know it. Ugh, I don’t even know if this post is making sense. I took a benedryl and now it is kicking in. I guess I don’t like people I see in the flesh reading my blog like it’s TMZ trying to find dirt. Oh well…I’m not going to change the name or try to move it when I’ve been using it for two years now. I guess I just need to shut the hell up and deal with it. *yawns*