If only the zombies would come…

Well, today is trying REALLY HARD to suck ass.

And it’s winning!

It actually started last night.

I went to pick up my boys, and that was fine. No bad reports, they were in a good mood.

We were going to pick up Baboo and I saw that traffic was REALLY crappy.

So I decided I’d just go out to dinner and just replenish my savings from my next paycheck as planned (cuz they will be drained now. ha ha)… It was gonna take really long to get home anyway…

Baboo had suggested this restaurant called Ernies, and I thought it was this one place he had been raving about and I was sorta curious.

so by the time I pick him up, I’m a bit frazzled because of traffic and my hormones being all wacked out.

We stopped at Target. I forgot to get my weights and toothbrushes for my sons. (They left their toothbrushes at my dads house and have been gargling every day. sorta gross, but two days without brushing teeth never killed anyone and if you think I’m a bad mom, go suck it) So we’ll be at a store tonight before we go home picking up the toothbrushes (the weights will wait. ha ha!) and some kiddy toothpaste and such.

so anyway, I got frustrated in that store because they didn’t have the wipes! ARRRRGHH. Of course the ENTIRE SHELF of anti bacterial hand sanitizers was cleared and there were raincheck coupons.

LAME.

So I bought some baby wipes (which aren’t the same) and of course I forgot to pack some for the boys anyway.

UGH.

Other things forgotten were Jonathons homework *sigh* and a lunch for me. *double sigh*

ANYWAY… I got all pissy in Target because Baboo was walking 20 feet behind us like he wasn’t with us (I guess cuz the kids were annoying him) and itjust made me mad cuz I hate that shit. You ARE with us, so act like it! arrrrrgh.

Whatever. He said he didn’t have to be annoyed.

Which just put me in a pissy mood.

ANYWAY… we go to the restaurant, and it turns out to be a Mexican food place.

Not a big deal, but not really what I was hungry for.

And the food comes and it’s not that great. The only good thing was the salsa. My tacos were dry and greasy (if that’s possible…) and I just didn’t like them. Baboo loved his food.

Whatever.

I spent too much money on a meal that wasn’t worth it and I don’t think I’ll go there again.

So having a crappy dinner just made the mood in my head worse.

I tried to shake it off, but as we are driving home, i got sorta lost, which just frazzled me more. Baboo kept saying "You really don’t know where you are yet?!" like I was an idiot.

It’s no secret that I have a horrible sense of direction and get lost a lot. I don’t drive around that area enough to recognize the landmarks.

So that just pissed me off.

And then EVERY SONG ON THE RADIO WAS ABOUT SEX AND GETTING GIRLS NAKED and it just pissed me off because I am trying to at least give my sons a fighting chance at being good young men and not panty chasing dickheads (I know I can’t shelter them from everything, but it sucks when you’re changing station and everything is "I’m gonna get your body wet, oh get naked, let me touch your bootie, this sex is on fire, lets bump boots, lets fuck, lets roll in our sex juices"… ok, so the last two are not accurate, but that’s how it was starting to sound in my head)

so i turned the radio off and we drove home in silence.

We get home and Jacob is whining, Jonathon is in grouch mode and I just let them bathe and sent them to bed (thus forgetting jonathons homework… though really, why give a kid homework on a frickin THURSDAY their first day back after a 2 month break? idiot teachers…).

I was totally pissy still and thought a shower would help.

It didn’t.

I didn’t even really want to lay down, but I was exhausted so I did.

Baboo cuddled me, but I just cried. I don’t think he noticed.

I eventually turned the tv off because it was getting on my nerves and fell asleep…

having dreams about my kids having swine flu and threesomes with a favorite and his wife. ha ha.

NOW ON TO TODAY.

I didn’t think I’d ever get here.

So this morning was sorta scattered, I forgot my bag at home, had to turn around and get it. I’m all pissy and frazzled and I have no lunch and I just feel angry. Baboo takes some of my last Pepsi’s (I won’t be able to get any more for at least a month) and I told him when he gets money he owes me a 12 pack of hard lemonade and a 12 pack of pepsi’s. He said "no!" … but that won’t fly!!!

So we get to the train and I’m all achey. The trains are late.

I get to my last train and THE DOORS DON’T OPEN AT MY STOP.

I stood there waiting and then… the train just pulls off.

OH YES, INSTANT PANIC.

I’m freaking thinking the doors won’t open at ANY of the stops and I’ll end up in Long Beach totally pissed off. I can’t believe they don’t have sensors for that crap saying the doors aren’t opening!

So at the next stop we are tehre for about 2 minutes and FINALLY the doors open and I hop out.

THERE ARE TONS OF PEOPLE and half of them look crazy and homeless and like they were gonna growl at me and possibly try to kill me.

It’s one of the dirtiest streets I’ve ever seen. Food splattered everywhere and it stank like urine and I was scared to death because I’m a giant walking target with a purse and my cell phone and tears falling down my face like a lunatic.

I can’t find the bus station that someone said was there. I walk around in circles at this block, crossing streets randomly, probalby looking as insane as the rest of the people milling around (maybe that’s why they left me alone)…

so I called my boss and she’s laughing at me and says to just take my time and I’ll get there.

So I just picked a direction that looked good and started walking.

I called baboo and he was helpful in directing me and I finally make it to work, half an hour late, red and puffy and I feel like crap.

AND I REALLY JUST WANT TO GO HOME.

Today can actually get worse and that is what I’m scared of.

damn you friday.

And look, the zombie invasion is coming: Zombie Swine Flu Article

I know that’s a fake article, but… funny all the same. (Especially this warning: If you feel yourself passing away, then notice your strength and vigor returning at an alarming rate, please attempt to restrain yourself to prevent infection and harm to others.)

lol!

Just thnk if the swine flu DID make you a zombie.

That would make my day better.

I really want a zombie invasion and take over of the world so I could carry around giant guns and huge swords and  sharp knives and be the leader of a droving band of zombie hunters reclaiming the earth for mankiiiiiiiind!!!!!!

awesome.

that actually cheered me up. Baboo always saves the day!