bitchzilla
omg, this not reading and writing thing is making me CRANK ASS CRANKY.
more than I was yesterday. damn it.
so i wanted to write about bitchzilla my neighbor.
A process server came and asked for her, Baboo told them she didn’t live here.
wait, what? why not say "she lives around the back, go sue her ass."
BLAH.
I bet she threw someone’s junk around and didn’t care. bitch.
anyway, Baboo got the bright idea to go warn her about it, why? I don’t know. I was curious to see if she’d apologize for throwing our shit around or say SOMETHING.
Well, firstly he was out there TWICE for a long time talking about god knows what.
He comes in the first time and says she was like "Oh, I just got my cards read and it said to beware the police!"
*blink*
whatever, crazy whore.
Then she comes back and bangs on our door and has another long winded conversation (that for some reason Baboo wouldn’t tell me about) and whatever. he even goes out there to get her number so he can call her if the guy comes back so she can talk to him, which pisses me off because NOW if he calls her and she gets his number on caller id… IT’S OVER. She’ll be calling him ALL THE TIME like she did to me. I AM NOT AMUSED.
ALSO, she didn’t BOTHER TO APOLOGIZE FOR THE LAUNDRY SUPPLIES SHE DESTROYED.
bitch fuck cunt.
i hate her ass so much.
I don’t think Baboo realizes how much I hate her.
ugh.
and then i go to cook and he comes into the kitchen with this face of doom saying "you’re not going to like this"
and I’m thinking someone got hurt or killed or SOMETHING TERRIBLE.
and he just tells me that he saw a mouse in our room.
I DON’T CARE ABOUT A MOUSE!!!!
Here’s the thing: bugs, creepy crawlies, insects SCARE ME. I don’t like them. Get them out of my room. I will freak out over them.
A mouse? Eh, that doesn’t bother me as much. Mice are little furry animals, not creepy gross bugs. It’s gonna chew on paper and clothes and eat hidden snacks, but otherwise it can be scared away easily, trapped and killed and it’s usually done. It’s stupid because we have THREE fucking cats in the house, but whatever.
A mouse is the least of my issues. I mean, if we had giant rats running around ALL the time or even lots and lots of mice, it would be an issue for my landlord to fix. but one little mouse? Maybe even two? eh, it doesn’t bother me.
Where am I going with this?
Uhh, bugs = bad. Mice = who cares.
i’m hungry.
I have tortellini! mmmm!!!!
I should go heat that ish up in a few.
I really miss you guys. I hate my job. HATE IT!!!!!
I know I have a lot to work out logistically with starting my little business and I have to think about the taxes end of it and all that, but I’m so ready to NOT be doing this anymore.
Baboo even said if his boss doesn’t agree to provide him with family healthcare, he’d be willing to start looking for another job.
THAT’S HUGE for my baboo. He would really do that for his family and it makes me so proud and lucky to have him.
ANYWAY, i’m gonna stop crying (because yes,I’m so damn emo today i’m crying over everything!!!) and eat some damn tortellini.
Have a good weekend.
I’ll catch up on entries then I guess.
Or just read and not care if I get in trouble. let them sniff my butthole with the rest of the haters.
SNIFF IIIIIIIT.
i WANT A SHIRT THAT SAYS THAT.
but that would be sorta gross.
hrm.
okthanksiloveyoubyebye!
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UGH!!! THAT would PISS me off!!!! WHy do guys always have to be the ones that this stuff rolls off and us women are stuck with this HAAAATE inside of us that makes us turn into creepy stalker monsters!!! AAAAAUUUUGHHHGHGHGHG I feel like screaming… I think I’m bitchzilla today… i should use that for my facebook status today… world beware I’m full of hate and anger and piss and my student loanmoney is dwindling and i’m not gonna be able to get my macbook pro and i am angry!!! and I wanna smash Prestons’ stupid face in for being an idiot…. and I wanna go cut your stupid bitch laundry lady idiot girl’s limbs off…. no I want to pull them off and twist them until they pop off… God I need a zombie apacolypse right now… I need to bash some brains in. :/
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I think *67 blocks your number from showing up on caller ID. It used to anyway, not sure if it works anymore.
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you have cats, so mice shouldn’t be a problem.
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Men don’t understand how underhanded women can be. he probably doesn’t get it. And Mercyful Dragon is correct. Have him hit *67 before dialing. I use it daily to call students.
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Yeah. Being emotional like that can sort of be on the sucky side. When it’s a little there too much. That’s nice of Baboo to do for the family. Yes. Lucky indeed. We miss you too. Although. You seem to be keeping up more then expected. Which is nice. Acknowledges the rest. Hope you have a good weekend too.
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My system was just as shell shocked when I found out I couldn’t OD like I used to.
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