*is in utter shock*
The pet came home and handed me his uncashed check, and said I’ll have to get it cashed tomarrow as, of all unbelieveable things, the credit union was robbed today. *eyes go wide* *falls over* That is just…the stupidest f#cking thing I’ve ever heard of. I mean…this guy must of been a complete idiot. Granted, yeah, I’m sure there must of been some money…but it’s Mancelona of all places! There couldn’t of been that much.
I gues the guy barley got down the road and he was caught (supports my idiot theory rather nicely). Still…it’s just…unfanthomable. What is wrong with people. Oh yes, lets go rob a credit union in the middle of pracically nowhere Michigan. *rolls eyes*
Second shock…the pet says I can keep the whole of his paycheck….*unfold paycheck* *looks* O.o It lacks a penny of being $59.00 more than the usual. (Looks like I’m getting a couple phone cards.)
And an…I can’t believe you even had the nerve to ask such a thing: *mind in boggled*
As I’m tucking the over grown baby into bed…He asks if it’s okay if the child of his one boss can trap back on the property. *nerves set slighly on edge* (As I do not like anyone messing with my Critters…I do not like anyone invadng my space…I do not care overtly much for trappers in general.) I ask, for what and for why. His response…"only coyotes." *hair on back of neck raises* *must restrain the desire to bare fangs and growl* ONLY coyotes! WTF! Like they are nothing! Like they are less than nothing! (Ah…we see how well this sets with the girl whose character’s animagus form in a coyote…and how oblivious one is to something when it doesn’t directly involve them.) I do believe that I got it through his head that it was not something I supported (though I suppose I should give him points for bothering to ask first…as he’s got whoever wandering around during deer season hunting).
Now I know there are people who make some of their money trapping, and that’s all fine for them. But not on my property. And I must admit, I do own a coyote face (and a fox one as well), but it’s as a part of my connection that I feel twords them. (I once moved the body of a coyote from the middle of the road. Which stopping and moving dead Critters from the road is not something I am apt to do usually. And instead of just pulling it off the edge of the road, as most who would even go that far would do, I climbed down quite a steep embankment, found a nice place in the edge of the woods, and even covered the wound with leaves, as I could not bear the thought of leaving it laying there open to the elements. That night while laying in bed, still contemplating what I had done, and how it made me feel, I came to experience another odd feeling. But odd in a good way, and although I have not been graced by such a feeling as strongly since, it did have a lasting impact on me.)
Anyway…still no news on the Jeep. I am quite annoyed. I should of had it back by now. He was suppose to call yesterday, didn’t again. Mum tried calling him again today, and couldn’t get through to anyone. She’s going to stop over there tomarrow after she gets done taking her mother to the school for the senoirs lunch i believe.
Sonja is having a friend over tomarrow…despite the fact her room is a mess.. But they are suppose to do something about that…not that I’ll beleive it until it happens.
And I’m still shoeless for the party on the 29th. *headdesk* I found the perfect shoes yesterday, and they were even on sale for $9.99! The trouble…the only sizes they had…9 & 11! O.o Egads!
Mike called today…*pokes at him with stick* He asked me what he should do, as his wife is confusing him. One minute she’s saying she’s leaving, others she says she might stay. But he suspects she only says she’s staying when she does for the children, as I guess their daughter laid into the other day saying she didn’t want them to split up, that she wanted them to work it out. (Their daughter is 7…a month older than Sonja).
At one point he said something about chosing the wrong loyalties, or something to that effect. When I asked what he meant, he said chosing his wife over his lover. Well…Tis not my fault he chose the way he did. Not that I could offer anything substantial…And it was kind of a wake-up call That what I thought I was feeling wasn’t what I thought it was. I thought I still loved him…but I think it was just unresolved things from before. Or maybe I just needed to be pushed aside one more time. *shrugs* I don’t know.
Well as this has gotten longer than I intended…Oh yes, one more thing…I managed to get another act read in Hamlet today. So I’m feeling better about that anyway.
*kicks pet* Idiot. He really does have some nerve. *scowls* *stabs him* =D Awe, but that was really sweet what you did for the coyote. Yay for phone cards! Boo for no shoes! And I just don’t know what to say about Mike. He’s a confusing bloke. Lastly, WRITE RPG! *laughs!* Hehe. *rares hand to swat* =D ~
Warning Comment
woah!
Warning Comment
*hugs*
Warning Comment
Warning Comment
Don’t even get me started on trapping. I once spent 2 days at school listening to a guy tell us how trapping is good and neccasary for predtor control. This guy was one of the guys who poisoned mass numbers of coyotes and wolves back in the day when peope actualy thought like that. Needless to say, he didn’t convince me whatsoever. Save the coyotes.
Warning Comment
WOOT for the Hamlet reading and the choice to NOT let ppl trap! I am wholly for trapping if it is the ONLY way to survive but otherwise NO NO NO! I’m glad your mum’s checking up on the jeep! 🙂 I’m also glad ‘the pet’ gave you the WHOLE CHECK! good luck w/finding the shoes!!! 🙂 *hugs* as always: I wish you luck w/the mike situation! 🙂 YAY COYOTES! *hugs raven in animagus form*
Warning Comment