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rockin' kitty

It's Friday bitches!!!

I worked yesterday. It was so fucking boring. My trusty iPod companion's battery quit on me about 2 hours before I left from work so I had NO FU to listen to. I went and got the taxes done. All in all it's about 2000 that I will be getting back. The only thing is that I agreed to put that money toward a bill that Sean and I share--so no extra dough for me. Oh well, at least some of the married debt will be going away. My evening was fantastic. I had Rog and Alyson watch Audrey and I went over to a friend's house. THE CHIP told me yesterday that I had that porn star look... I wasn't exactly going for THAT, but it works... I just wanted hot rocker chick hair... But CLASSIC 70'S PORN HAIR??? I can be into it.

I talked to Sean about getting the house refied and how much longer it would take because I want to get the hell out of here. He said that all I have to do it sign some papers that he got and then it should be soon. So hopefully by summer time, it will be all about the beer! My parents don't drink, so I can't drink here without getting some sort of guilt from Paula. AND I have a huge bottle of Grey Goose that I scored from my brother.

Still no word on my plans for the weeekend. TM hasn't called with the details of what we are going to do... SO I may be just hanging out with my neices. AND today I am getting the car serviced and putting new tires on it, so I will be carless for the entire day. I forgot to take my sinus med last night so now I am all boogery. Lovely.

Apparently, Bob and Paula got into a huge fight yesterday... He told her that she was way too crictical on him... PAULA CRITICAL? ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT ST. PAULA WHO NEVER DOES ANYTHING WRONG??? I just bit my tongue when she told me what he told her. She is way too critical of everyone. She talks shit about everyone behind their backs if they aren't doing what she thinks is morally right. I hate it because I have to lie to her about everything that I do. Rather than just saying oh I am going to hang out with so and so tonight or whatever. Last night I went over to a friend's house and drank some beers. I had to tell her that I was going out with the girls from the coffee shop! Last weekend, I told her the truth and thought I drank too much and was doing things "that a divorced mother shouldn't do". I mean I am 33 it's really none of her business what I am doing and with whom... She even got bent that I was going out at all last night. I mean shit! I am not just going to sit at home mulling over the divorce and feeling sorry about it. That's just not me. I don't want to sit at home and let the world pass me by. And it's not about finding Mr. Right like she thinks... It's about me having fun and doing the things that maybe I shouldn't do or maybe I want to do. She's crazy. And the minute that I leave here the better I will feel.


On Monday, tell her you got drunk and blew the whole band.
rockin' kitty

June 2007

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