Damn youuuuuuuu!!!!

 Ok, so it’s later… I’ll do my list of "damn you"’s first…

*DAMN YOU WASHING MACHINE!!! : Yes, as I mentioned, the machine broke. I spent FOUR HOURS yesterday trying to make it work. Going over and over and over withthe cycles and resetting… but the thing wouldn’t spin or rotate for crap. I had a load of laundry where the entire middle of the damn thing wasn’t wet at all. After THREE WASH CYCLES.

Whatever. So I am complaining and I hope it’s fixed by next weekend cuz it’ll blow if I have to go to a laundry mat or do more hand washing.

*DAMN YOU DOOR SCREWS!!! : I bought some screws to fix my sons door (which fell off the hinges because the screws were too short…) and the damn things weren’t big enough! damn it alllll. Now I have to go back to Home depot and hopefully find something fatter that will work.

*DAMN YOU "FREE" CEMETARY MOVIE!!!: OMG the WORST. So on Halloween night we were going to the cemetary to watch Halloween. Baboo had gotten an email stating that there was a screening there. It mentioned something about a $10 donation. Whatever. So we get everyone all ready, get some burgers, pile into the car and head down. Finding parking was a trial and we found some about 2 blocks away. We lug our folding chairs and everything down the road, only to be stopped at the entrance by some stupid ass bitch and her stupid lacky man in a suit.

"It’s $10… $10 per person." *blink* ARE YOU SERIOUS? Baboo pulls out his phone and shows her the email stating that it is a donation… it says NOTHING about it being mandatory or that it is PER PERSON. Is she smoking crack?! We could go into a real movie for the price it would cost. ($50… to go into a cemetary. uh no).

Meanwhile, her lackey is telling us to move so he can "get some people in there" when it was TWO GUYS who could have happily WAITED or WALKED AROUND US like they did. I wanted to sock him in the face. Then some stupid slacker assface sitting on the grass pipes in "Oh yeah, and no tall chairs!" What bitch?! they are folding chairs, they aren’t TALL like a damn bar stool or anything. Shut your dumb face! We weren’t even sure if we were gonna pay and you had to talk? It took all of my strength to not turn around and tell him where he could shove a tall chair!!!

We ended up leaving. It was just ridiculous. I was almost willing ot give them $10… but PER PERSON?! and she’s all "we’ll make it half off for the kids"… oh please. bite me you crazy lunatic. You guys must be crazy as bats.

 And we weren’t the only ones who got turned around. That email was a total bait and switch! I ended up writing a nasty complaint letter to the people who put the event on, telling ttem they needed to adjust their emailing practices and be more specific and that I would be sure to NOT endorse or encourage anyone to participate in anything they put on. ass faces.

We went home and my kids didn’t really get a Halloween. Oh well. They didn’t care really.

*DAMN YOU LIVING ROOM!!!: So I rearranged it and I don’t like it. I gotta fix it. Maybe tonight.

*DAMN YOU CLUMSY BROKEN BRUISED UP BODY!!!: So saturday I slammed my finger in a door. I have a bunch of bruises all over. I keep spilling my meds all over the floor because I can’t seem to open or close the damn bottles without shaking… or something… bah!

*DAMN YOU SNOBBY NOJOMO DIARY!!!!: I was going to go look at the topics and found out you have to be a friend of that diary to read it. Wth?! When did that happen? I read the thing in previous years and it wasn’t all ‘exsclusive and snobby"… well SCREW YOU NOJOMO DIARY. I don’t want to be your dumb friend!!!! This is in no way directed towards anyone actually doing it. I just think it’s lame and sorta rude to make an event like that have a "friends only" diary. Playah please.

*DAMN YOU DIETING AND EMOTIONAL EATING!!!: I mentioned this. I ate 5 cookies. they were damn good. Back on the wagon today! I think I’ve lost at least half a pound cuz pants that usually squeeze the life out of me are only squeezing out a slow pressurized flow of life…

*DAMN YOU FAMILY!!!: I went to visit my dad and give them kittens. They did not want Leo, but my dad found a really great yorkie rescue place online that I sent an application too. Hopefully they can find Leo a good home! My dad wanted the female kittens, my step mother did not. My step mother also didn’t bother planning on feeding us. Oh… who cares that we were there around lunch time! We had to practically BEG to eat. It was stupid. I ended up eating nothing while the boys scrounged after two small frozen pizzas that she didn’t really want to give them. I was sorta putt off by that. Then she starts laying into why she doesn’t trust Baboo. Because he’s not super outgoing and living in their asses and because we didn’t meet in church. She started preaching to me too. it’s like her and my father have switched roles! He rarely if ever preaches at me anymore, and when he does, it’s becaus I’m whining and it’s an appropriate response.  But jeesh momma, shut up about it all. She thinks I’m gonna find someone better.

Good thing I didn’t wear my ring. I’m not telling them shit until my divorce is almost finalized. I dont’ feel like hearing what they have to say before then.

*DAMN YOU DOGS AND CATS AND CRITTERS ALL OVER MY HOUSE!: Those animals stink. When I cleaned the living room it was just horrific. But it’s all good now and smelling like watermelon air freshener stuff (I spilled this liquid air freshener thing all over the floor… oops! but it smells good now!  We are down to 2 dogs and 5 cats. I’m still not sure what I’m gonna do with those female kittens! Ugh! I wish vets gave multi cat discounts so i could get all 3 kittens fixed at once for cheap! lol

*DAMN YOU DAMN IT!!!: I just had a sucky day. It all just sucked.

This entry is long and ranty.

Next entry: DAMN YOU NEIGHBORS AND YOUR 2 AM FIGHTS!!!! DAMN YOU TRAIN SCAMMERS WHO DONT’ REALIZE THAT THE SAME PEOPLE RIDE THE SAME TRAIN AT THE SAME TIME EVERY DAY!!! DAMN YOU WORK AND YOUR MAKING ME FEEL LIKE I DON’T KNOW WHAT I’M DOING!