bitch!!!
November 11, 2003 � 8:46 p.m.

First Entry Today

As stated, I had a pretty good Saturday into Sunday morning.

My momma came over on Sunday and visited for awhile, which was nice. And I got my new debit card in the mail as my old one was used without my consent and I had no clue if the information was still floating around out there. I have no money as it is. I don�t need to be worrying about someone grifting moolah from me on the side, too!

Yesterday was good�until I got bitched at for working too many hours. Bitched at for working too many hours, you ask? Yes, bitched at for working too many hours. I give up. I damned if I do here and damned if I don�t, and knowing that I�m already on edge about shit around here, Jack jumps in on a conversation I was having and gives me some cryptic message, and when I asked him to explain he wouldn�t. now he knows I hate that bullshit. You either know something or you don�t�you either tell me or keep it to yourself�but don�t jump in somewhere, say something that makes no sense, and then not bother to explain it.

Am I the only person that finds that aggravating? Am I a total bitch? I mean�what the fuck? If you know something but you cant tell me, then why say something in the first fucking place?!?!

Aaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrrrrruuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuggggggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!

Why does it seem like folks are just TRYING to make me act like a total bitch?!?!

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Speaking of bitches, I am SO the Bitch that Stole Christmas to my mom and uncle right now. Yeah�I got excited about the trip for a quick minute, but then�reality came back. Reality like no money, no clothes, no inclination, no wanting to stay in the same room as my uncle and so and so forth. Everyone is pissed at me because I�m being the practical one and I don�t want to dick my uncle out and have him put out a butt load of cash for a trip I may or may not even fucking enjoy.

Ain�t that a bitch?

I have been getting emails all day cursing me the fuck out about this stupid ass trip and how im ungrateful and how I should just let him go broke on the damn trip until I finally just said fuck it, I�ll go, he can pay for everything, I don�t fucking care anymore, just leave me alone.

Mind you�brother dear�.who is also going�hasn�t gotten harassed about any of this shit once.

Not fucking once.

He does nothing all day!!! Why don�t ya�ll fuck his day up instead of bugging me the fuck at work?!?!

So now I HAVE go on this trip and I now REALLY don�t want to fucking be bothered so let�s see how bad Thea will fuck up everybody�s good time this time, huh?

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Then she bitches at me because I told her I just wanted to chill at home this weekend and try to get my head straight and pull myself together and she gives me fucking attitude!! Uh�HELLO!! MY FUCKING CAR STILL NEEDS BRAKES!!!!! She wants me to drive all the way down there in my fucked up car on the ONLY day I have the fuck off of work just so I can sit there and be fucking bored all day while she fawns all over my brother�.who�by the fucking way�I have to fucking BEG to go in the first damn place�.

AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!

WHY WON�T ANYONE CUT ME A FUCKING BREAK?!!?!?

CAN�T THEY ALL SEE I�M ON THE FUCKING EDGE OF THE WORLD AS IT IS?!?!

DO I REALLY NEED THIS SHIT RIGHT NOW?!?!

Fuck Me!!

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I�ve talked to Satan a lot the past few days. I love talking to him. He is soooooo funny. In fact�the last week I have been getting all kinds of sudden contact and strange reactions. Satan, my cousin Shake, an old customer of mine Porgie (from when I was in customer service�not a hooker), Stalker called out of the blue asking to see me, Relly, Leenie, and Swiz actually called me back when he said he would.

�Friends long absent are coming back to you.� is what the fortune says.

My, my, my�I sure is one popular bitch, I is!!

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Well, I�m off�I got to go to Jenny girl�s to wash my laundry and cook her dinner.

We are SO Ozzie and Harriet!! We take turns having our little spin outs and breaking down�(though, I readily admit�I�ve had more turns at the wheel) and it is my turn to go over there and cry on her shoulder about what an awful, ugly, bitch I am�and then feed her ass.

We haven�t seen each other since Halloween and we�ve begun to go through withdraw.

It�s really comforting to know that SOMEONE out there loves me like that�

that loves me just as I love them.

Yeah�that feels good as hell.