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Nightmares.


This has not been the most interesting of weekends.. nor has it been easy.. where the hell do i start? the asshole landlord? the bullshit politics at work? or the child stealing ex whore who calls me up drunk is all lovey dovey pretending that things between us are kosher cuz she's loaded? sorry, that door closed five fucking years ago.. he's almost six already, i have long since closed the door, and while you're staring down a bottle you're getting nostaligic? what about the pain you have caused to me and him? we are not possesions subject to your fucking whim. it hurts when she pulls shit like that but whatever i get pissed off... i think it would have been funny had she not done it the minute i was walking out of a 14 hour shift at work, esp. when it was a positive but frustrating shift... i am a little sick of the nonsense politics at work, how the hell can i be taking others shifts when i am hardly getting any fucking shifts of my own? what a pile of horsecrap.. the usual mouths are resposonsible esp. the one who texts me this morning to make sure she's covered.. but i tire of the nonsense... i hear the same thing out of your mnouth bitching about others and i don't rattle it off to my supervisior. the weekend sucked.. i sat around doing paperwork and supervising groundings... i am really making a diffrence there... not. the only positive thing to come of the weekend was one of the boys got to go home for an overnight which is something i desperatley feel they all need... the place is not a prison a group home should never be a prison... and maybe.. possibly i can take them trick or treating with my little person, there's a million x factors around that one, but what else can i fucking do? i am not going to eat a shift or eat access with my little one. so anyways there's my rant about the important stuff... it's not like my dirtbag landlord even ranks these days.. i've kinda agreed to move out this month because if not i'm going to kick the shit out of him, i do not like the way he's treating me and the fact he has turned into everyone's favorite slumlord doesn't superise me, he seemed like a nice guy at first but the whole seellking of the house nonsense and the whole threatning crap that has been happening is not healthy for my housing needs. i told him last night i work at a place i get yelled at all day... if you are going to continue it counts as criminal harrassment and i will have you dealt with accordingly. i want out.. i will be getting a truck on the 30th. i will not pay 600$ a month to be disrespected like that.

Current Mood: Angry.

You either die a hero or you live long enough to see yourself become the villain.

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