Thursday, July 9, 2009

Well that sucks

Well,
Yesterday was one of those sarcastically "best days ever." Josh forgot to check the laundry, we ran errands and it was locked when we got back. Then some jackass decided to steal our 2 blankets, pants, tops, panties and underwear and socks. And when I asked about it, another resident gave me a look that says "I dare you to call the cops. Who cares? No one cares at all, dumb shit." Reminded me of a predator, which made me give him one of my "fuck off, asstard" looks. And pretty much no one cares. At all at all. Kind of sucks and I am just waiting to see someone wear my clothes so that I can say "Uhm, can I see the tag on that?" and confront them. Josh plans to do that, too, since he actually puts his name/initials in his clothes from when he lived with his brothers.

Also, Josh was on the end of a sandwich car accident. He stopped, chick behind him was slow on the uptake and stopped short, the asshole behind her didn't stop at all and slammed into her (his car was totalled. Short car vs. SUV), she slammed into Josh. Front of her car was fine. Back of ours was fucked up more and now the license plate doesn't stay on and we really need to fix the damn thing. So now we are taking an unplanned trip to Portland for the weekend. Which will be oh so fun. We have been fighting for two and a half days due to stupid things and my intensely stupid PMS. Made my appt. for the 14th. So I am sleep deprived, agitated, and now sans clothing and two of the blankets I was gifted and love to death. They are the two red microfuzz ones. *cries in frustration* And I blame the laundry on Josh because he should have picked it up sooner. Like when he woke up at 8am and I was still asleep. Or when we got home from him picking me up from work. GARGH!

*sigh* *deep breath*

Oh, and found out bad stuff about the manager I am not going to put here anymore for my safety. She's been nice to me except not caring that there is theft of laundry. (Seriously? That fucking desperate?) Or fixing the stuff in the house like the garbage disposal, leaky toilet, broken kitchen light of florescent bulbs... *sigh*

Need. Sleep. Need. Happy. Need. People. To. Stop. Being. So. Fucking. Stupid.

Hope your worlds are better and you don' t have to deal with so much crap.
Much love,
~N

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