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Friday, December 09, 2005

Oh Fuck you AND your duck

I am in a LOT of pain.

But I should start at the beginning.

Today just started off bad (actually last night just ended badly but anyway). I woke up because mom let Zilly in- so I had to deal with cold happy kitty paws at SIX in the morning. Evil. Then I had to be the bad guy and put her out. Then I went back to bed and tried to go back to sleep because I am still really exhausted- no such luck so I watched all of the Today Show. Not nearly as much fun as it sounds. Katie Couric is TOO fucking perky that early.

The day got worse from there.

When I finally got up up at nine, I checked my email and got a reply for Ari telling me to call her. Since it was nine and she left the comment at like 8:30 I picked up the phone and called her because I miss her already. She tells me that Mr. Jack-ass-face (aka John) that used to live with us, has not only used me as a reference, but the WHOLE reason I didn’t get the job I so desperately need/wanted at Blockbuster was because HE told the male manager that while I had the initiative, I couldn’t be on my feet for eight hours a day.

WHO the fuck does he think he is? I haven’t spoken more than ten words to this guy since he called me like a YEAR ago to get the rest of his shit out of my house!

Of course after THAT lovely little tidbit, we had to cut the convo short because Tina was picking her up to go to Boise. I was ok with that though because I like Tina, and I needed to get my ass in gear anyway.

So then Mom calls. Harpy bitch that she is, and was like “What are you doing” (in a really snotty way) and I told her “getting ready to start the crockpot” and shes like “ok well get some stuff done. This is your house too and you’re on vacation so you get to clean.” I hung up on her ass.

While I was cleaning the new crockpot Auntie Carol sent me for an early Christmas Present (its so pretty I love it), I got water on the floor. I remember thinking “I’ll clean this up as soon as I get the carrots cut up”

Roughly five minutes later I was laying flat on my back, looking at the ceiling.

I have now thrown out my back, and the only reason I up is because the only time my back doesn’t hurt is when I’m hunched over the keyboard. I just want to cry. If it’s not better by tomorrow night I’ll have mom take me to the Dr. I hate Dr.s. GRR

Today BLEW.

xoxo SJ at 9:31 PM.

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