I’m eating breakfast (shredded wheat) at the computer.
There’s so much I need to do today. Let’s see if I can get half of it done.
@ irk for some o/t. blurf.
I’ve been up for an hour or so.
Yesterday was not a happy Friday. The bolt fell out of my right front brake assembly, while I was driving, and I ended up spending all day sitting at a Firestone getting new brakes, a new bolt, a new tire and couple of other things. My bill was not cheap. 
Thank goodness traffic was light, and I didn’t have to try and stop while on the freeway, which is what I usually have to do on my commute. I didn’t know there was a problem until I exited the freeway and tried to apply my brakes. Talk about freakin’ scary and disturbing. Fortunately, I didn’t hit anyone.
Today, I have to take Polar to the vet because he appears to have an ear infection in one his ears.
Happy Saturday to all y’all.
because it sure is already starting out to be one miserable day for me.
It’s 68 degrees outside with a predicted high of 81.
If there was a way to annoy me yesterday everyone around me sure figured out how to do and and today I’ve only been up for a half hour and I have already soared from annoyed to ‘get the hell out of my way or I will rip your head off’.
I think I will get cleaned up and go for a drive or something to get the hell away for the day.
House guest from hell, the ones who were supposed to be here for 2-3 months until they bought a new house and it has now been 16 months with their fucking hounds from hell that get in the trash, jump up at the table, jump up at the stove and attack my dog every chance they get. Nobody is allowed to yell at them because it might hurt their widdle feelings.
Well* he* left but he didn’t take her and the dogs with him.
She got back last night dumb bitch that she is, it was 66 degrees outside and she put the AC on. Oh well not my problem, the utilities are included in my part of the rent so when the electric bill goes sky high it’s not me that has to pay it.
They are the reason I a so gd desperate to get the f*&^ out of this house. And all this time my mother has been telling me to stay, not to leave because she knew they were leaving :rolleyes: and then sh finally admitted to me yesterday that he is going to be gone for 2 years and she isn’t going anywhere until he gets back and finds another job and finds somewhere to live.
So my mother has been lying to me this entire time because she doesn’t want me to move out. So I am supposed to put up with all this GD shit around here?! I can’t even walk out my bedroom door to take the two steps across to the bathroom without worrying about the hounds from hell jumping up and running down the hall to attack my dog.
I’d get some pepper spray and spray the brats except my dog would probably get sprayed too.
My phone won’t hold a charge, my printer is printing everything in reverse so the Sah-son has a red face and white hair, the mortgage got turned down because I am self employed and I didn’t make much in 2011. I know they have to average income but GD I’ve already made 3X what I made in 2011 and almost as much as I made in 2012. The guy tells me that once I file my 2013 returns call him back and he will have no problem giving me a mortgage. :rolleyes:
One of my clients that I really like did something that she doesn’t realize will come back on me. The website for work is screwed up and I didn’t get a $42 bonus I was expecting because their stats are showing wrong.
The house I really liked sold.
My best friend has a flooded basement and just found out the rain is running between her walls and the aluminum siding and another of my best friends is homeless again and I feel so GD guilty that I am sitting on money when I could be helping them and all I can think about is getting out of this GD house. I know she wouldn’t take my help even if I offered it, but he is desperate.
I would help him but all it will be is a temporary fix and until he is ready to make some major changes in his life. I could be helping him from now until the day I die and it won’t change a thing until he pulls it together.
If I had a house he could stay with me but the that will cause problems with OAOASO who for whatever reason? is extremely jealous of my homeless friend. Well I understand why he is because homeless friend and I were more than friends in he past. He says people can’t go from being lovers to being just friends and if the situation were reversed I would feel the same way. Homeless friend doesn’t like OAOASO either.
The only good thing was yesterday my mother and I had a talk and she decided she will co-sign on the mortgage because she finally agrees that yes I do need to move. I don’t want her help but I am desperate to get out. She is a control freak and she will want her say in every part of the process (I think she still hasn’t forgiven me for the last house I bought 20 years ago because I didn’t consult with her first). The problem is mr and mrs bigshot HFH who make sooooo much money and drive a lexus and own six houses??? My mother has co-signed on some of their stuff and she may not even qualify to co-sign for me. She doesn’t even know what all she is on of theirs.
She’s still mad that she didn’t so-sign on my truck because her perfect credit would have gotten a better rate but I don’t want her to be responsible for my debts.
So mr and mrs big shits who came here screaming at me that I needed to get out because I am living off my mother (even though I was paying more than 2X the rent they were paying) aren’t such bigshots anyway because without my mothers help they wouldn’t have half the shit they do have.
On a funnier note though, I did find out they are scared that when mom dies I will claim that they own me part of their properties because mom is on the deeds. I told mom she should know better because I am NOT that way but it shows what kind of people they are because people always expect other people to be like them.
I woke up this am to find out my car insurance has gone up, not by much but still enough to annoy me and the OAOASO over drafted the joint checking account. He says it is a mistake and he will take care of it but it still pisses me off.
I know in the greater scheme of things these are all just annoyances and not that important and I need to take a deep breath and work through them one at a time.
Sorry for the long rant but writing it out makes it all look so petty now and I should be ashamed of myself but I’m leaving it anyway as a reminder of how I can get caught up in stupid shit and let it mess with my mood.
I need to grow up,
You do know don’t you, that making it through another week just means you are one week closer to death? :eek: 
I remember when I was in high school, I was having lunch with my music teacher and some fellow students. One of my friends was saying, “You know, you die a little more every day.” The teacher thought that sounded really negative.
Did it speak with an English accent? Have you said or done anything to po Nuts? 
{{{Sari}}} that’s an awful lot goin’ on. If you can get out of there even if your mom cosigns on the house I say do it. Sounds like in a few months you could refi the house on your own. Might be worth it.
Da yahd is mowed. It was still kinda wet but I was ready to get it done and over with, so I did. Now I’m all showered. Soon I shall make some N.O.L. I’m thinkin’ tuna sallit cause I got a gnawin’ and a cravin’.
Taters yikes! Glad you’re ok even if a whole lot poorer. Vehicle stuff is always way more expensive than it should be. Poor Polar. Hope he’s feelin’ better soon.
Ok, off to make tuna sallit.
Delusions of Sri Lankan grandeur?
Secondary assault troops. Someone has to mop up.
Mawnin, Caffinating and blurf
Irk is calling gotta run at least today is inside
Cheers all and happy Saturday
Capt
Back from Annapolis. And just finished putting numbers back in my phone - apparently they were all on the SIM card that was replaced. If for some reason any of you want me to have your cell #, PM it to me, and I’ll return the favor. Bear in mind I don’t use the cell that much, since I’m on a pay-as-you-go-10¢-per-minute-20¢-per text plan, but my phone is mostly for emergencies, except when enroute to a DopeFest or some such. Anyway, there ya go!
It’s still raining - so much for 30% chance this afternoon… :rolleyes: At least it’s cool, if damp.
I’m thinking the knit position in front of TV is a good plan - after I empty the dishwasher.
Thank you Swampy
I am going to talk to her some more and I found another broker who says she may be able to work around it.
Which means sending all the paperwork to someone else.
My other friend asked me to spend the day with her as she is home alone. I’m surprised she wants company, she is like I am when it comes to having the house to herself.
I have a million things to do but I am going to go anyway, and take some nicer clothes and makeup in case we decide to go out,
if not we will just have a big ole bitch fest about all the bullshit in our lives.
I’m taking a break from arranging some Hawaiian songs for the ukulele.
Hugs for Sa, and I really hope things turn around soon for you.
Caffeine and bacon for everyone else. Yesterday seemed sooooo long, and I guess it kinda was, 20 hours before I slept due to no AC and much hotness. But after midnight the house cooled down and the breeze from outside was awesome, and I slept at least 9 hours WITH A BLANKET!! I am much happier :). Also, the smoke smell in the house is much less nauseating than it was, and I’m sure that helps.
Howdy from da pool! 
Ok, I’m not in the pool but I am sittin’ at the outdoor bar which is under the gazebo by the pool. I’m also on JDD’s laptop. He brought it with him to show us some ummm… cultural (yeah, that’s the word cultural!) sites on the web he’d found.
Sari hangin’ with your friend sounds like a good plan.
Tequila is good.
Laterz!
**FCD **is going on a bike ride this evening, so I’ll be home alone with a dog, 2 cats, and a tank full of sea critters… rah! Time to work thru my Netflix queue!
The sun is out and the paved areas are drying. Rain is predicted every day for the next 5 or so, but only scattered or isolated, they say. We shall see.
In from the pool. Everyone else is still out there but I’ve had enough sun, fun and tequila. Thus, off to the shower with me.
Got dinner guests in a few hours, need to pick up the place, having trouble getting my brain booted up. Blurf.
Nettie place a few get well cards strategically around your livin’ room. Then guests will think you’ve been too sick to clean.
I’m lettin’ OYKW grill. :eek: Ok, he’s good on the grill. Friggin’ Good N.O.T. are in the microwave, sallit is made and rolls will go in the oven shortly.
Martinis are bein’ had but not by moi. I’ve had enough alcohol with the ummm several margaritas and I do have to ush tomorow. <Insert Angelic Smiley Here>
I mis-read “martinis” as “martians.”
Sounds like swampy’s gonna need the Extra-Special Confession again tomorrow.
I was so. f’n. tired. all. day. long. Bronzer nearly died around noon because she was crunching almonds and the Muzak was off. I hate the sound of crunching. I almost said something, but reconsidered because I knew how short-tempered I was. Coco (the relief night audit lady) was not thrilled about having to work with the Ferret tonight. From what I hear, Detailed AGM almost Had Words with her last night.
Don’t you love getting gossip about people you don’t know?
Took a nap when I got home, so I’m more awake now. Gonna veg tonight before my second hot date with my pillow.
I rescued a house centipede from the kitchen sink this morning. They eat ants. They may live.