RaNdOm FuCk YoUs.

Faauuccckkk it.

Seriously. Fuck it all.

It's one of those moods.

Not a PMS mood. Since I have been on Mirana I don't get moods.

I am just permantly in one. (or so I've been told)

Let start a list of "fuck you's"

Fuck you to the girl at the video store for calling Spaghetti to ask him to cover for you. He is a nice and WAY to easy, you know he will cover your shift. Sure 7-9, OH but wait, now it's till 10:30? You suck. Way to use people. Bitch.

The nutsack from Sprint who left me a voicemail to tell me there will be a $15 charge for my internet usage? AND then I call back wait for 15 minutes. AND you can't help me because it's got a secret code I don't fucking know. Faaauuuccckk you.

To the big glass of milk I had. You make my tummy hurt.

To the waffles that I had for breakfast you took up 5 of my 20 Weight Watchers points!*

To the buttfucking people who think that working mom's do my Stay At Home Mom Job AND their job as a working mom. Umm... No you don't. Not that working mom's don't work hard. They do. BUT someone is taking care of their kids while they work. Right? So like a daycare? school? Yes that is what I do. I am daycare. GOD that is FUCKING annoying!! I WORK just as hard if not harder. I don't get to commute ANYfucking where. Sure traffic sucks, but at least you get to sit in the fucking car. Maybe I should go back the car out of the garage sit in the driveway for 30 minutes listening to music, then pull into the garage to go to work. Ha. And when do I get breaks? Lunch? No? Pay? Alright then. Like I thought. NO you don't do your "job" and mine too. You do your "job" and you come home to be a mom. I never leave momland.

Moving on.

My empathy levels are low. I am usually pretty empathetic. I have a skill of listening and understanding for people even if I haven't been in their shoes, I try. But when I am tired, over worked and under apreciated, I have NO empathy for the lazy, bull headed, and whiney adults who just bitch about them selves. And their shitty situations. Boo fucking hoo. I have bills. I have issues. I have drama. I have days where I just want to hide (but the kids think it's hide and seek and keep finding me!!) sure I chill, but seriously. People need to fucking suck up life, put on there big girl and boy pants and do adult stuff. Gag. I hate doing adult stuff, or being an adult. But fuck an A. Just move on already!!

Moving on.

Fuck the fact that I have class tomorrow, STILL not ready, and this is the class I was going to have last week but the ice storm bumped it a week. Yes I procrastinate like the best of them. Still have to come up with 3 more cards, and set up the room. Faaaccckkk.

As alway a big fuck you to the laundry. I am getting a handle on this. Fuck yes I am. If you know me, or this retarded blog, you know laundry is the root of all evil. I think it's shitty. But after years of having knee deep laundry to sort through (not kidding) I am almost caught up. As in a few loads left. I need to keep up with the few loads left, this was my old issue, I would get to this point. Where I have just a few loads left, then I would stop for 3 or 4 days, and end up with 8 or more loads, and just fall behind. I am on this bitches. Fuck laundry and it's shitty self.

Spaghetti told me I was bitchy with out so much honesty. He called it Bitter. I find it safe to assume that if I were to translate "Your bitter ALL the time. To everyone"  that it would be "Your a mean bitch"

Alright sure. I have a SHIT load of resposibilities. I have ALL the housework, ALL the animal care, ALL the child care, ALL the appointments, ALL the bills, medical and budget, ALL the meal planning, ALL the laundry. Sure you work 60 hours a week. Your grumpy and sleepy, and I'm just bitchy. Sounds like every other middle class family right? Riiiiight. So at first I was all "back the fuck off, what do you expect me to be? I bust my nuts around here with out even a fucking thanks mom your swell, or a jeez honey I'll wipe the kids butt. But I thought about it. And I appologized for being so "bitter" twards everyone. So know I will just be the happiest cabin fever over worked SAHM I could be, all with a fucking smile on my bitter face. Eat. me.

Fuck the Ancestory sites for wanting $299 a year for the site fee! Holy shit!! That is a TON of money. SO I will use you for your 14 day free trial. Milking you of all the information I can. I get you have great info, but SHIT $299 a year? Faaauuck you!

This is one of those weeks I just want to slather myself in Tinkerbell cake and feed myself to my neighbors dogs.

(how is this not one of the cutest boxers ever? Her name is Bailey, aka Bales. she has a sister too...)

Jesse. I think covering myself in Tinkerbell cake and feeding myself to the dogs would be fucking fun. Gross but fun. I really just needed a reason to post these 6 month old pictures on here.

*I have started Weight Watchers. Thanks to my friend D. Pimpster Mudd, she had the books. I can't afford to attend or pay them. But I will steal there starvation method point system and give it a go. I get 20 points. I used 23 today. I know. I'm new at it. My math is rusty too... thats all the excuses I have for now. Oh and my Lose it bitch weight in? I am 136.5. Boo motherfucker I am up 2 lbs. Suck it.