My foul f*ckin mood
It's 11:45 and I can't sleep. Usually I go to bed around 12 or so, but tonight I was in bed at 9:45 because my dad pissed me off, then at around 10:45
Mama's Boy calls and wakes me up. I have this really bad habit of answering the phone when I'm asleep, so of course I pick up and he tells me that his power went out and is babbling on about it then his phone cuts out and he doesn't call back. So, here I am, now wide awake and can't go back to sleep because of this pointless fuckin phone call. He says he wants to go out again this weekend, but we haven't set it up yet. My sister and brother in law are going to California this weekend to visit
FBI, he actually bought their airfare so they could go out there. Great, tell him and his new girlfriend I said hello. >=oP*
First is coming into town tomorrow for a wedding this weekend, so he said that he wants to hang out tomorrow night. I told him he can come over and we'll have dinner and watch a movie or something. He asked if it could be a Jenna Jameson movie. This is heading nowhere but straight to trouble. Then... THEN... guess who e-mails and text messages me today??? Go on, guess. Fuckin
Chester! He said how sorry he is for lying to me and that he'll never forgive himself, but that everything he said that he felt about me is true, and he never lied about that. He said he misses me more than I know, and wants to see me. Jesus fuckin christ, are you kidding me??? I mean really, are you fuckin kidding me??? Some (not all) men are such dirty fuckin slime ball bastards. Now, let's switch from my rant on men to a rant on my parents. They bug the living shit out of me, my younger sister included. They all think that because my sister and brother in law are going out of town that I am incapable of planning a weekend for myself and the kids and they need to shove their way in and take over all the plans. Fuck that. I could care less if I see any of the three of them for the next month. My mom tells me today "I told your sister that you are going to bring the kids over on Saturday so we could spend the day together." Well, that's nice mom... but you told her a fucking lie because the kids and I already have plans! If she would've asked me, I may have agreed, but that fact that she tells my sister what I'm doing before talking to me about it pissed me off. Then tonight my dad was talking to my sister about watching the kids while I'm at work and he tells me "we're having frozen pizza tomorrow for dinner." Look you controlling fuck, no we're not, WE are not having anything for dinner. You have what you want, and I'll take care of myself and the kids. Fuck off. THEN, my sister tells him the kids should just spend the night with him tomorrow night since I have to be to work at 745 in the morning on Friday, and he goes "Ok, I'll take care of them. I'll just stay here at your house so Elizabeth isn't alone." I know he's using that as a lame ass excuse, so I quickly replied with "Dad, i'm 25 years old. I don't need a freakin babysitter. I'll drop them off tomorrow night at your house and pick them up after work on Friday." then he goes "Yeah right, you know you're going to be scared here by yourself." Are you fucking kidding me??? AHHHH!!! "No dad, the only thing that scares me is that you can't stop trying to control people." He has his motives for staying here, and they're very selfish. It's not going to happen. God, he put me in a foul fuckin mood tonight. I got in a fight earlier this week with my younger sister and haven't talked to her since. She said something really fucked up and owes me an apology. Which is way to much to ask because she is such a self absorbed little bitch, so it looks like we wont be talking for a while. My dad said she is coming to spend the weekend with me this weekend and got mad at me when I said "the fuck she is, she can eat dirt." He wants me to feel sorry for her because she doesn't have any money, and can't even buy herself groceries. Hmmm well, she's 20 years old, GET A FUCKING JOB!!! All she does is sit on her lazy fat ass all day and cry about not having any money, and not getting any sympathy from anyone. The last thing I'm going to do is feel sorry for her lazy ass. Jesus. I really need to get some this weekend and take some of this tension away.
