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Exactly. (stifles laughter)

Yep. It’s what we deserve. So vote Republican. You know you want to.

PS - it’s my self-declared opposite day, so we don’t deserve it, we don’t want it, and vote Democrat. Or you’re dumb.

Yea, Dad… I really don’t know if you understand this, but you constantly walking into mine and Kimmie’s room to check on us and be nosy is slightly getting to the point where it’s extremely irritating, especially when you just walk in like it’s your room. It’s kind of rude, you know, invasion of privacy and all that. And I know I haven’t said anything about it, but I’m saying it here; I’m getting very tired of it.

Anyway, yea folks, nothing’s happened here. Well, except a long conversation I had with that guy. I feel like I need to talk to him again, because something he told me has been bugging the fuck out of me even though I know it’s not my place to press. :sigh: yea, I suppose eventually I’ll learn what I want to know. Bye.

You can probably tell that I’ve run out of ideas for my post titles… kinda sad isn’t it?

Anyway, time to talk. You know that feeling when there’s some sort of pressure bearing down on your head? It makes it feel like your brain weighs a million pounds? Like a headache without the ache? I don’t know if I’m the only one who feels like that when I’m depressed, but that’s what I’m feeling.

Eh, I wouldn’t exactly say I’m depressed. I think I’m more simply exhausted. A ton of stuff happened the past couple of days, and I will now tell you about it.

There’s a guy I know. For the sake of his privacy I won’t say his name. But anyway, he’s dating a chick who treats him horribly, plus he’s whipped. Why is he dating her? I don’t feel like telling you, but anyway I hate his girlfriend because she’s a bitch basically and she rules his life. And no, I’m not making shit up about her because I’m jealous and want her to look bad. I may be jealous, but she really does treat him like crap. Because of her, neither me nor Kasedy nor Josh have had a chance to chill with this guy. He practically ditched us/blew us off because she told him he “couldn’t go hang out.” He was furious that she said that, we could all tell, but he still listened to her.

Now, if I had a boyfriend telling me I can and can’t do things, I’ll smack him and tell him to go find his little brother to boss around or something, because I don’t need it.

But anyway, yea, we were all very furious with him after that. And last night he called me. From what I could hear, it sounded like he was pissed at her and she was pissed at him, and he wanted out. Unfortunately, we all decided not to chill so he’s stuck there… well, was… he’s probably working now. I don’t know… I am still mad at him, but I really do want to hang out with him. He’s crazy, so crazy he defines “life of the party.” I’ve known that kid for years, and when I mean years, I mean like, nearly the amount of time I’ve lived up here in Sidney. About 7 years methinks I’ve known him, and I’ve lived here for nearly 10.

Other not-so-important things happened. But I have to go and grab food before lab (I’m in Binghamton right at this very moment taking a class). Maybe another time I’ll tell you about it.

... and I’m much happier now that it is so.

Update: the car came back… it looks like nothing happened to it in the first place. That is all. Thank you for your time

And now, we return you to your regularly scheduled program.

I’m hungry.

And it sucks, because there really isn’t anything in the house at the moment to eat. I’d make cream of what, but what is cream of wheat, or oatmeal for that matter, without toast? There’s no eggs, we’re almost out of milk… not that it’s all that big of a deal, because we’ve no cereal either. I’d go to one of my friend’s houses to bum food off of them, but that sounds so hobo-ish, not to mention the fact that I’m not going anywhere until volleyball tonight. Today is going to be a more or less rest day for me, because I’ve been all over the place for the past couple of weeks straight.

Luckily, Dad should be getting paid today (or was it tomorrow?). Hopefully after all the bills are paid off, we’ll have some money left over for food.

Other updates? Well, the car, yesterday, went in to the shop to get worked on. When we get it back, it should look like nothing ever happened… which will be good. Once it comes back, if anyone brings it up again, I’ll fucking punch them in their face. Because EVERYONE has been ragging on me about it FOR THE PAST TWO WEEKS, and I’m frankly tired of it. ESPECIALLY when SOME people (ahem ahem) don’t get the story straight, and continuously make fun of me for something that DIDN’T FUCKING HAPPEN.

ATTENTION: I DID NOT RUN OVER THE FUCKING CHIPMUNK ON THE WAY HOME FOR FUCKING GOD’S SAKE! IT SAFELY PASSED UNDERNEATH THE CAR! How do I know? Because I went past there later that day; there was no blood, or mess, or flattened chipmunk. SO FUCKING DROP IT ALREADY. I’LL DUFF THE NEXT PERSON THAT BRINGS THAT UP I SWEAR TO GOD.

Anyway, I still haven’t had much luck in finding a job. Z STILL tells me to “check back” blah blah bullshit. I’m giving up on him. So I’ll reapply to every place I can think of, and :sigh: I was hoping I wouldn’t have to turn to that, but if it comes down to it, I’ll try applying at McDonald’s. Hopefully, it won’t come down to that. One can only hope.

:sigh: I’m still fucking hungry. I should try foraging the kitchen and see what I can hunt and gather.