babyeaters anonymous

boring entry ahead


living in west reading will be great. my family probably won't speak to me for years. i'm getting more and more comfortable with this decision every day. well, every day since tuesday, which was a terrible day that just led up to an explosion of panic and insecurity that required cuddling attention. and while i'm still very afraid of being left alone, unable to completely support myself, and with no family ties left unsevered, i'm... okay with that risk. if something happens, i'll manage. simple as that. and if things go well--then great! woohoo.

rob's rival that guy who was taking all his hours got FIRRRED so now he's back to actual full-time. financial security woo!
also YEAHHHHH my last paycheck is $650 pre-tax. i want hours like that again.

i don't know how on earth a long-haired, ex-cokehead, GED-less dropout with a suspended driver's license, no formal training, and only a year's experience in the field got hand-picked as "the one we're actually not going to lay off," but i'm not complaining.

among other things, this means we can still get a kitten.

the world will be so much more wonderful in six weeks

and i can't wait to see home for the first time.

and every piece of furniture we have will be comfortable because it's all second-hand (third- or fourth- even) and already worn in, meaning it'll be so much more rewarding to fall onto the stained cushions and rest after hauling the pieces of shit up flights of stairs.

http://www.cnn.com/2007/US/law/07/…

that's exactly what i've been afraid of ever since i was wee. other little girls were scared there were monsters in their attics, and i was scared of being bullied by the FBI. no wonder everyone thought i was on drugs.

(they do kind of look like mobsters anyway though :x)

no more internets after tonight :( bye bye. it is can be returning time after i finish HP plees.

lol, i just preordered harry potters today. big sign: 20% OFF PREORDERS OF HARRY!
sweet. i like harry and i like 20% off. gave 'em my name and phone number... and that's it. i mean, the end. they didn't ask me to put $5 down or anything, they just put my name in a computer.

"yeah, um, we're probably not gonna have enough for everyone who comes at midnight tomorrow. definitely not any saturday unless this rumored second shipment comes in."

fuck, i wasn't planning on going at midnight. :(

so this guy who kind of hurt me a year ago... well, i've been holding the most terrible grudge against him. we don't speak. but he came into the shop yesterday and was shocked as all hell to see me behind the counter.

"get out of my store." for a few moments, i secretly enjoyed watching him struggle with whether i was serious, but i played it off as a joke. "it's cool, just get something, dammit." fuckkk, today sucks.

he nervously read the menuthing. what am i gonna do, hit you? asshole. i should. you deserve it. you've screwed over so many girls, you should be hung by your--"you know, i... just want to apologize for--yeah."

...what? did i really just get an apology?
"it's okay." probably an insincere one anyway.
"no, no it's not. really. i'm sorry."
"it's nothin'. now shut up and get something."


he apologized like three more times before leaving. i think he may have tipped, too?


but now my LIST OF PEOPLE I GREATLY DISLIKE is down to zero :(

lymph nodes almost to exploding point. but i cannot take off work.

so uh about two months ago i posted this ('cause it's one of my favorite cars ever):



and now i'm GETTING ONE for about $300. yes, in red. but i'm going to sand it down, primer it, and hand-paint it, bitch... when i get the time/cash. no rush.

she's turbo. :)

...AND manual.
(which i've only done in a parking lot, but... not to brag, cough-cough, but i was fucking amazing for a first-timer. also, girls who refuse to try driving manual make the rest of us look bad. :( i am self-sufficient and have no problem GRABBING A PHALLIC SYMBOL AND SLAMMING IT AROUND TO MAKE MY CAR GO VROOM... baby.)


[edit] lol, suicide door conversion kit for $506! ok, i'm done, i swear.


needs: new motors for the ♥FLIP-UP LIGHTS♥
(at least they're permanently up),*
some rewiring,*
a replacement front-driver fender ($300 more, but it's cosmetic wtfwhocares),
and new motor mounts.**


*the boyfriend can be enlisted to do all these things free of charge, as well as mechanicdad (ONLY IF NECESSARY).
**this is the only major issue because it's not something that can be done in my driveway but i still get it done for cheeeeeap.




I CAN'T EXPLAIN TO YOU HOW EXCITED I AM.

i can't even begin to tell you how many freezepops i've eaten today. my lymph nodes are as big as cats! last night angie was like OH MAN I CAN SERIOUSLY SEE THEM.

my god, i hate everyone. i'm sick of this family. both of them, really.