We are finally done moving, after 3 trips from Laramie to Glendive; about 550 miles ONE WAY. I am so sick of traveling! Now we have to unload, uck! the trailer. I won't be getting internet for a few days yet. I am at the library, and will update more later about our excursions.
*sigh*
Upper levels of hell are better that lower levels, right? right?
Oh yeah, and somebody had 2 postitive pregnancy tests. That pretty much seals it doesn't it?
Later!
September 26, 2005
September 11, 2005
So damn pissed
I am so damn pissed at Bush right now, and I am not one to get into politics. But come on Democrats! Can't you do something to get this asshole out of office? Shit, the Rebulicans did everything they could to impeach Clinton, the best president we had in decades, just, IMO, to discredit the democrats and get another republican president! Can't we do something other that sit back and watch Bush sink himself so low, that no sane American would ever vote Republican again?
And can't the gov't in New Orleans prevent the city from becoming a New Las Vegas? Hello- look at how New York was cleaned up- Z-O-N-I-N-G. Do not allow the poor areas belonging to those wretched people who have no other choice but to sell their property be rezoned for Casinos! Duh. New Orleans charm comes from its rich history. You want to help those people? Help them restore it! And damnit! Do not let the entire city be razed for pete's sake!
I am so mad! I feel so impotent and I am here in the north, worrying about finding a place to live... it seems so petty now. Everything seems so petty. I can't even invite the "wretched poor" to come live in eastern Montana; all the houses have been taken by roughnecks. You know, due to the oilboom we are now in.
The irony.
But jobs are in plenty, we need lots of cashiers and maids and other minimum wage positions, as well as the highpaying oilfield jobs.
I'm done now. Really, I am.
And can't the gov't in New Orleans prevent the city from becoming a New Las Vegas? Hello- look at how New York was cleaned up- Z-O-N-I-N-G. Do not allow the poor areas belonging to those wretched people who have no other choice but to sell their property be rezoned for Casinos! Duh. New Orleans charm comes from its rich history. You want to help those people? Help them restore it! And damnit! Do not let the entire city be razed for pete's sake!
I am so mad! I feel so impotent and I am here in the north, worrying about finding a place to live... it seems so petty now. Everything seems so petty. I can't even invite the "wretched poor" to come live in eastern Montana; all the houses have been taken by roughnecks. You know, due to the oilboom we are now in.
The irony.
But jobs are in plenty, we need lots of cashiers and maids and other minimum wage positions, as well as the highpaying oilfield jobs.
I'm done now. Really, I am.
September 10, 2005
'damn...
This is something I just had to quote:
"Here, then, is the new American motto, as reimagined by BushCo: Give us your tired, your poor, your huddled masses, and we'll let them die in a filthy and decrepit storm-ravaged American football stadium while our president languishes on vacation and ponders his oil futures and fondly remembers his good ol' days of getting drunk at Mardi Gras before going AWOL from the military. God bless America. "
'damn.
"Here, then, is the new American motto, as reimagined by BushCo: Give us your tired, your poor, your huddled masses, and we'll let them die in a filthy and decrepit storm-ravaged American football stadium while our president languishes on vacation and ponders his oil futures and fondly remembers his good ol' days of getting drunk at Mardi Gras before going AWOL from the military. God bless America. "
'damn.
My son is a player!
My son, my ten year old son, is a little perv. We are coming up with ideas for a name for a dog. Here is the top 8 list (by Austin and Tessa):
- SexyThang
- StarFire (Teen Titans)
- Thanginator (like "sexy thanginator")
- Raven (Teen Titans)
- Chick
- Fang
- Mystic
- Foxy
Now that I have noticed that there is a pattern to this list, they get all riled up. And I hear Austin gigling telling his sister what kind of chick-magnet car he's gonna have when he's a teenager. He says when he's a teenager he's going to like girls and be handsome, strong and going to get the prettiest girl ever! And if he finds someone even cuter, he's going to "ditch" her for the next girl.
Think that's bad?
Then he's going to have a baby (he is still ignorant of the birds and bees) to attract girls, because they will think he is so cute raising an adorable baby by hisself! EDIT:***Austin now told me he meant he would borrow a baby to attract girls. Phew! I almost thought my baby was going to be a pig!***
Oh my god!
Thank God he was just being silly.
But I am going to have to watch him when he becomes a teenager. Thank god I have three years.
BTW, still no luck finding a place to live. Ma's in the ER due to a Migraine. And Chantz and folks will be leaving Texas tomorrow! YAY!
Not that we'll get to see him; we are leaving for home tomorrow, they will be coming here. I am going to get that "house" packed up, so we can go when he says GO!
Later.
September 09, 2005
What a waste of time!
So I went to Sidney and waited and waited and waited. And finally, after being told I could go look tomorrow, I convinced ma and Bill to take me out there. $700 for a teeny run down house? With no garage or anything? Whatever.
I was supposed to meet with the realtor today in Glendive, but didn't for this stupid waste of my time. I was hoping to leave tomorrow. Hello, I can't leave until I find a place, or this has just been a total waste of my time and money. And to top it all, the retards, yes I said it, out here in the Midwest, know NOTHING of the importance of TIME. If you advertise something, you better be ready to show it, rent it or sell it, damn it! I swear they dilly dally just to f#ck with people; because they can -(and because they are alcoholic assholes... come on, have you been to this waste, err, area? What else is there to do? Go to AA meetings? Create a meth lab?)
Tomorrow I'll call the real estate office and see if they are open and if they found anything for me. I called ahead so I would hope that they are prepared! Then I will call A.C. and see if he found out anything about that trailer. I also just checked the online classified ads for the local newspapers of Sidney and Glendive and have some numbers to call. BTW, S and H are about 50 miles apart. Sidney is 125 miles from Baker, MT. That's how bad it is.
Oh and Ma and Bill want us to live someplace convenient for them!! I need to find a place that is good for Chantz' job and, well, available!
And!!! Now Chantz and his folks won't be leaving Texas until Tuesday!
I should just go home.
No! Fight! Fight! Fight! I will find a place to live for me and my family damn it!
I will, I will, I will.
I was supposed to meet with the realtor today in Glendive, but didn't for this stupid waste of my time. I was hoping to leave tomorrow. Hello, I can't leave until I find a place, or this has just been a total waste of my time and money. And to top it all, the retards, yes I said it, out here in the Midwest, know NOTHING of the importance of TIME. If you advertise something, you better be ready to show it, rent it or sell it, damn it! I swear they dilly dally just to f#ck with people; because they can -(and because they are alcoholic assholes... come on, have you been to this waste, err, area? What else is there to do? Go to AA meetings? Create a meth lab?)
Tomorrow I'll call the real estate office and see if they are open and if they found anything for me. I called ahead so I would hope that they are prepared! Then I will call A.C. and see if he found out anything about that trailer. I also just checked the online classified ads for the local newspapers of Sidney and Glendive and have some numbers to call. BTW, S and H are about 50 miles apart. Sidney is 125 miles from Baker, MT. That's how bad it is.
Oh and Ma and Bill want us to live someplace convenient for them!! I need to find a place that is good for Chantz' job and, well, available!
And!!! Now Chantz and his folks won't be leaving Texas until Tuesday!
I should just go home.
No! Fight! Fight! Fight! I will find a place to live for me and my family damn it!
I will, I will, I will.
Baker
Oh, yeah, my hubby, the diesal mechanic, got a job driving truck for his parents in Baker MT. That is why I am here!
To Sidney, again!
I am in Sidney, MT waiting to look at a farmhouse out in the country. Laramie is 10 hrs away!
First, we drove about 4.5 hrs before we needed to stop for gas, and dummie me missed the exit for town! A few miles later I say a big sign that says "Fuel!" So I exit the interstate and drive around this loopy road to see this beautiful lake. I fuel up and then pump the damn employees for information, like where am I? What is this place? (HUH???) Ok, is this a campsite? (YES) How much is it? ($12) What kind of stuff do you have? (a bathhouse, pool, laundry, playground, cafe {which served: burgers, chz burgers, bacon chz burgers, dbl chz burgers, hotdogs and fries, no shit})
We went camping. Did I mention I only had a kids tent? Travelling with oneadult, moi, and three kids? Yeah.
Last night we stayed in a motel in Glendive, MT.
No more camping!
So I got a paper in Miles City and stopped at the best store in the world, Wal-Mart, as if I have to say!! and called every number in the rentals section. I found one house that may become vacant.
One hour later, in Glendive, I tried my luck with the Ranger Review. Five houses, all rented already!! Then I got a hold of A.C., the man who owns many propertoes in the town. He had a few units available could I come by tomorrow? 8:11 am, in his office. One small trailer, almost exactly like the one I live in, yes, I am trailer trash! except it isn't as wide. Sorry, won't work. The 3 bedroom might be rented, he won't know until tomorrow, since he's been fishing all week. { In a cabin, not a tent. } In a few weeks he'll own a 3 bedroom house maybe...
So I go back to the motel and call Chantz, who is still in Texas, but with a cell phone so its a local call. He tells me I need to call Bill. Damn. Thats my step dad who is mad because I didn't clear this rad trip with himand ma, although I told them I was coming, I just came a few days early, with no intentions at all of staying with them! OK? Anyway, I call and he found a house in the country...
First, we drove about 4.5 hrs before we needed to stop for gas, and dummie me missed the exit for town! A few miles later I say a big sign that says "Fuel!" So I exit the interstate and drive around this loopy road to see this beautiful lake. I fuel up and then pump the damn employees for information, like where am I? What is this place? (HUH???) Ok, is this a campsite? (YES) How much is it? ($12) What kind of stuff do you have? (a bathhouse, pool, laundry, playground, cafe {which served: burgers, chz burgers, bacon chz burgers, dbl chz burgers, hotdogs and fries, no shit})
We went camping. Did I mention I only had a kids tent? Travelling with oneadult, moi, and three kids? Yeah.
Last night we stayed in a motel in Glendive, MT.
No more camping!
So I got a paper in Miles City and stopped at the best store in the world, Wal-Mart, as if I have to say!! and called every number in the rentals section. I found one house that may become vacant.
One hour later, in Glendive, I tried my luck with the Ranger Review. Five houses, all rented already!! Then I got a hold of A.C., the man who owns many propertoes in the town. He had a few units available could I come by tomorrow? 8:11 am, in his office. One small trailer, almost exactly like the one I live in, yes, I am trailer trash! except it isn't as wide. Sorry, won't work. The 3 bedroom might be rented, he won't know until tomorrow, since he's been fishing all week. { In a cabin, not a tent. } In a few weeks he'll own a 3 bedroom house maybe...
So I go back to the motel and call Chantz, who is still in Texas, but with a cell phone so its a local call. He tells me I need to call Bill. Damn. Thats my step dad who is mad because I didn't clear this rad trip with himand ma, although I told them I was coming, I just came a few days early, with no intentions at all of staying with them! OK? Anyway, I call and he found a house in the country...
September 06, 2005
Sin City
Wow!
That's all I can say.
Wow...
That and a crazy cat almost burst through my door a few minutes ago...
Damn latch.
That's all I can say.
Wow...
That and a crazy cat almost burst through my door a few minutes ago...
Damn latch.
Courting rituals of faeries
I think that faeries' clothing is always tattered because they are remnants of fabric; scraps torn from a dress hanging on a thorn bush, wisps of a negligee, stolen from a young maid's room and fought over by the faeries until torn to little bits and then sewn here and there to compliment their beauty... it is courting season now and suddenly frilly pieces of lace, grandma's antique doily and your daughter's ribbons are missing and cannot be found.
Faeries court in the fall I think, not in the spring, and prefer earthy tones, which compliments their coloring and helps them to blend in. Oh, not to hide from humans, of course, their magic can do that, but as part of the courting ritual, silly! Everyone knows a faery must play hard to get! And what better way to do that than to blend in? (Remember, fairy magic doesn't work on other faeries!)
And where did your husband's deep red handkerchief run off to? Why, it is the new silk blouse sported by at least four male fairies, all getting ready for the hunt, um female hunt that is! Their shirts are not as tattered I think, for they worked together to steal that hanky right out from your nose, to be daring of course... to impress the ladies later on, and they simply split it in fours quite neatly.
This, I must confess, is done also to impress the ladies... little she faeries do not like their men to be anything but impeccably neat and tidy! It is the females job to rumple them up! Every one knows that! That is why I think that he faeries are better sewers than the females; they take much more pride in their looks in hopes to entice the ladies.
Don't get me wrong, our tiny girl faeries take pride as well, even more so if I must say, but they know how much more attractive they appear in torn and tattered clothes, and it may look like they were fighting over that negligee, but that was carefully planned and staged! Boy faeries must feel that they are being fought over; that the girls would fight to the death for them! Oh, I laugh at their folly. She faeries are bestest of friends and no boy could ever pull them apart.
They just know how to play the game.
Do you?
Faeries court in the fall I think, not in the spring, and prefer earthy tones, which compliments their coloring and helps them to blend in. Oh, not to hide from humans, of course, their magic can do that, but as part of the courting ritual, silly! Everyone knows a faery must play hard to get! And what better way to do that than to blend in? (Remember, fairy magic doesn't work on other faeries!)
And where did your husband's deep red handkerchief run off to? Why, it is the new silk blouse sported by at least four male fairies, all getting ready for the hunt, um female hunt that is! Their shirts are not as tattered I think, for they worked together to steal that hanky right out from your nose, to be daring of course... to impress the ladies later on, and they simply split it in fours quite neatly.
This, I must confess, is done also to impress the ladies... little she faeries do not like their men to be anything but impeccably neat and tidy! It is the females job to rumple them up! Every one knows that! That is why I think that he faeries are better sewers than the females; they take much more pride in their looks in hopes to entice the ladies.
Don't get me wrong, our tiny girl faeries take pride as well, even more so if I must say, but they know how much more attractive they appear in torn and tattered clothes, and it may look like they were fighting over that negligee, but that was carefully planned and staged! Boy faeries must feel that they are being fought over; that the girls would fight to the death for them! Oh, I laugh at their folly. She faeries are bestest of friends and no boy could ever pull them apart.
They just know how to play the game.
Do you?
September 01, 2005
Everything
Oh my god! Has it really been a month? And what a hellish month has it been! Why is it that when we owe money, businesses demand quick and immediate payment, but when they owe us money, we gotta wait? I had to shell out 1st and last months rent plus an excruciating deposit RIGHT away on my old dung heep, but they get to wait 30 days before returning my deposit!!!!!
I was a naughty girl and bounced a check at Albertson's and they took the $30 fee out of my account, without notifying me, TWICE! Yes, that is $60! Now for their part, I will admit that it was not they who handle bounced checks, but a 3rd party company. Since they took the money out of my account, more checks bounced! Do you think they should pay me back the bank fees? I sure do!
Homeschooling is actually going very well so far. Austin is getting so much better at reading. He can read big words like demonstrated and wastebasket, but small words (sight words) totally confuse him. Plus sometimes he reads way to fast and confuses the words, or even starts making stuff up! He is only ten.
Speaking of ten, he just had a birthday and with his b-day money he bought the expansion to roller coaster tycoon 3, Soaked. Now he can make water rides! My grandma had missed Tessa's birthday in June so she sent them both some money. Do you know what Tess bought? A My Scene Barbie Doll that has removable heads!!! It came with 3 heads! Can you believe it? I looked it up, it is called My Scene Swappin' Styles Madison. She doesn't go for blond bombshell barbie, she likes the girls with dark skin and hair.
I have a new corpse up, mine is the last panel entitled "Self portrait." I have been selected to participate in a new one and I am working on it!
Chantz got job, but I ain't telling where yet...
I was a naughty girl and bounced a check at Albertson's and they took the $30 fee out of my account, without notifying me, TWICE! Yes, that is $60! Now for their part, I will admit that it was not they who handle bounced checks, but a 3rd party company. Since they took the money out of my account, more checks bounced! Do you think they should pay me back the bank fees? I sure do!
Homeschooling is actually going very well so far. Austin is getting so much better at reading. He can read big words like demonstrated and wastebasket, but small words (sight words) totally confuse him. Plus sometimes he reads way to fast and confuses the words, or even starts making stuff up! He is only ten.
Speaking of ten, he just had a birthday and with his b-day money he bought the expansion to roller coaster tycoon 3, Soaked. Now he can make water rides! My grandma had missed Tessa's birthday in June so she sent them both some money. Do you know what Tess bought? A My Scene Barbie Doll that has removable heads!!! It came with 3 heads! Can you believe it? I looked it up, it is called My Scene Swappin' Styles Madison. She doesn't go for blond bombshell barbie, she likes the girls with dark skin and hair.
I have a new corpse up, mine is the last panel entitled "Self portrait." I have been selected to participate in a new one and I am working on it!
Chantz got job, but I ain't telling where yet...
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