We need a stick dislodging service, please

I am officially convinced that every time Amanda drinks she gets pissy. I don’t care to know way, but seriously, when you come over my house can you leave your attitude behind?

And since I’m intoxicated at the moment I feel obligated to explain, in as much detail as I wish; the whole story. There is nothing you can do… except…not read this entry

 So we have been drinking and playing some video games, and Amanda finds out our 8 week old kittens have fleas, like most young kittens. Well Amanda and Jake have a shit ton of rats and a few cats, so she gets upset. I understand, but a simple shower when they get home should stop the spreading of the fleas.

But okay, fine, be quiet and anti-social about it. Then some stupid conversation come up that offended her and she had to go seclude herself outside, as usual.

Now everyone feels sorry for her, even though she’s just being her usual dumb self.

Oh yeah, I remember now. It was about her paying bills and then paying car insurance on top of that. So I brought up Jeff and I. I make 5.41 an hour as a waitress at an expensive (which is a good term, if you want to be offensive the correct term to use would be, ‘overpriced’) golf restaurant. Jeff makes $12 and hour at the Mayflower moving comp.

So she got upset because I explained that it wasn’t hard for us to make ends meet even with Jeff’s spending habit, and my overindulgence in fast food.  That alone should equal up to her pet bills, I mean she’s got rats and lizards.

…. *sigh*

It feels good to rant. He he ^-^

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