Keep looking up. You might break your neck.

Ahhhh!! My life. My life. My old life. I miss you!!

So I’m slowly coming to accepting that just because I say no doesn’t mean I have to be a bitch. I just have to say it in an understanding way.

Denise came over yesterday while I was in the shower. As soon as I turned the water off she was banging on my door. It pissed me off cause I didn’t know who it was banging on my door like that. Of course it was her. I didn’t even say hi. I told her to call me next time. She got pissy with me and started crying. After she was spilling her nonsense I just wanted her to leave. I gave her a hug and told her things are going to be okay.

Bitch. I hate her. I can’t wait for the day mark calls and says she is gone from this earth. And it won’t be from old age (not that she is really old) but from drug abuse. Choking on her vomit.

God I don’t need to talk about her. It’s Saturday. It’s going to be a good weekend. Please.

I might (cross fingers) get a call back from officemax. We have a close friend who works there. He isn’t a manager but he is pretty cool. The managers like him. I am worried about my plugs tho. They make Kris( the friend) take his out. Mine are pretty big now so it’s going to look nasty with no plugs in.

It’s Saturday!!!! Richie works so I get to clean clean clean. Clean the oven. Clean the microwave. Wash the windows. Vaccum like crazy. Organize any mess. Mop!!! My favorite part!!! I know it doesn’t last long with the girls here. But whatever. It needs to get done. Sorry I’m so boring.