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Bucky McFucktard is at it again.
Mar 7th
Could someone please take that man aside and ‘splain some shit to him? Not another bitter drunken fucktard, but someone with, you know, sense?
humpday
Feb 13th
Nip/Tuck season finale is next week already.
The Riches starts up March 18th.
No call on my car. I took it in on Jan 18th, they started working on it the 25th, added more work on the 4th and told me it would be ready by Monday or Tuesday this week. It be late Wednesday night, y’all.
Babysat the Screech today. Hung out with my friend Jamie for a bit. Tried to nap.
My friend E made me cry a little. I miss hanging with him.
Oh yeah. Pissed me off moment. So Ginnie’s been bugging me from school. Sending “I’m so bored” texts and stuff. She wants to take tomorrow off school just because she’s so far ahead in every class (pretend you hear that in a whiny exasperated voice) and she’s sooooo bored. Uh, no. I felt the same way when I was her age which is why I read. Carry a book. Save your days in case you actually, you know, NEED them later. Then she calls me later to remind me it’s her father’s birthday tomorrow – like being with the man for over 30 years I’d forget – and he says he’ll call her out of school so they can spend the day together. Go to breakfast and then the moooooovies or something. Grrrrrr. Okay, he’s attempting to spend time with her so parenting points +5, but letting her out of school for it gives him parenting points -10. Loser.
Somebody shut that man up.
Dec 13th
His bill for his truck payment is STILL coming to my address. Do you want to know how many times I’ve dealt with the imbeciles at Wells Fargo about this so far?Shit, I don’t even know.
GIMME A FUCKING EMAIL ADDRESS SO I CAN SEND IT TO YOU IN PRINT, FUCKTARDS! Because apparently doing this shit over the phone is a waste of time.
I don’t get it. People separate EVERY GODDAMN DAY so why is it so hard for companies to get this shit correct? Please?
AND I just got an email from Progressive that our car insurance was canceled 11/09 and the cancellation notice was returned because of a bad address. Probably due to Mr. Walker not knowing his own fucking address when he dealt with these people. So when I click the link in the frakking email to CHANGE his address, guess what? I can’t LOG IN to the account because the policy was canceled. NO SHIT. So don’t fucking ASK me for the updated address.
Jezuz Christ people! I realize Mr. Walker is a fucktard that can’t give out simple correct information but when I call repeatedly to get everything fixed, don’t assume because he’s the man he’s right. Aaaaarrrrrrrrrrgggggggggghhhhhh!
God forbid he write this shit down so he gets it right. Oh no. I’d bet my entire check that he still hasn’t updated his driver’s license with his new address. I’m nice as I can be to people with educational issues – such as “I can’t read and write so good” – but make up a fucking cheat sheet already. Write it all down and have someone check it for you and refer to that instead of fucking up everything you do. I’m so sick of this rigmarole.
really bad day
Nov 8th
Kira kicked my ass this afternoon.
Didn’t even hear from Dad today. I know I’m boring but what else has he got to do besides hang out with me?
Uncomfortable phone conversation with DIL. She’s getting impatient and a bit bitchy but I’m not driving this kid all the way to Phoenix again to find her. She needs to come halfway. And she needs to stop stretching the truth to make her actions look better and accusing Casey of hiding Kira. Just because he moved that doesn’t mean he did it to spite her.
Seriously uncomfortable SERIES of phone calls with Buck. He’s drunk again and yet he thinks he’s fine. Yes I hung up on him when he started yelling and then he hung up on me when I had to yell at him to hang-on-a-minute when Ginnie came up to see what I was yelling about. And then another call. And then a text from Max that Buck had called him and was he drunk or something? Way to be a parent there Buckles. I told him if he wanted to have a conversation (because that’s what he keeps saying – do I really REALLY want to go through with this and that we need to have a talk) he needed to chose NOT to fucking drink beforehand. I won’t even try to talk to him unless he’s sober. It’s his choice.
Jesus Christ.
Two bowls of chocolate ice cream. Really bad day. I think I’ll cry for a while now.
I have the grandkid again tonight
Sep 14th
So, like the fupid stool I am, I invited Buck to come by and spend some time with her. Dayum he’s lost a lot of weight in six weeks. Has he been eating at all or just drinking? So Kira refused to show him she’s walking now. And she refused to cuddle like she’d been cuddling with me earlier. And she threw an absolute hissy fit when he tried to hug and kiss her goodbye.
Sorry dude, that’s not my fault. Kids are just fickle that way.
Disjointed thoughts
Aug 26th
My sister’s 51st birthday is today. No, I didn’t call her or send a card or do anything, unless you count intermittent giggling throughout the day. She chose long ago to stop talking to me and I’ve managed without her. I tried a few times, but she’s a nasty bitch when cornered so I stopped trying to corner her. Her loss, not mine.
I’m pretty sure the main reason is I took custody of her kid for two years when she chose to side with her husband over her own child. I’m also pretty sure she regrets that, but somehow all that ire is directed at me. Whatever. Brittany is a strong and independent young adult because of me and not still the whiny troubled kid her mother sent halfway across the country.
What is with people not using my doorbell? It is right next to the door and lit and so easy to see. I’m in the living room, my surround sound blaring (hey, Chain Reaction has interesting chase scenes) and suddenly my front door opens. Scared the crap out of me! Casey’s g/f Rene says she’s been knocking on the door but apparently I couldn’t hear it. Duh! The damned doorbell would wake the frakking dead but nobody uses it.
They were in the neighborhood dropping off Mikey-O and wondered if I wanted to see Kira for a moment. Well, sure! She was pretty upset that Grammi wouldn’t take her out of the car seat, but I knew she’d be even more upset if I did and then put her back right away. Casey’s on his way to work so I only had a couple of minutes visit in the parking lot. I arranged to keep her the weekend after D*C. I miss the little snot.
Another movie I watched most of today was The Postman. Let me tell you, I can’t stand Kevin Costner one bit, but I love this movie. And Waterworld, but that’s a different subject. I really don’t like Mr. Costner. I think his acting sucks, though he’s a little better when he’s trying to be amusing ala Bull Durham. He’s so wooden and one-dimensional. But if we’re gonna have a post-apocalyptic world someday, I’d rather have one like in Postman than anything near Mad Max or Cherry 2000 (which is on EACTN Saturday morning if you want to record it).
Oh yeah, I talked to my Mother today. Buck called her on his shiny new cell phone, too. Did I mention he called my Dad last week? Whatever.
An actual update.
Aug 25th
Nothing is happening.
kthanxbye
No, seriously. Biding my time. I did a bunch of running around the last few days and got very little accomplished.
I called Buck and politely mentioned that I’d filled out a child support worksheet on their website and his payments will be around $490 a month. I explained how easy it was, I just plugged in my income and his income and Ginnie’s age and that’s just about it and it pops up a number. And he got all pissy like I just pulled some magic number out of my ass. Then he sends $40 home with Ginnie the next day. Dumbass. That’s not why I called him. I was just giving him an information update.
I’ve been trying to get out more. I popped into Charlie the Beer Guy‘s little Beer 101/tasting class at Whole Foods in Tempe and tasted a whole slew of beers. Not as many as some other people, but it was easier than the one or two beers he brings to try out when he comes to Wingin’ It 3D. All that and I still didn’t find something I loved.
And I haven’t been able to find my Smirnoff Twisted V Black Cherry. Yet another product I’ve loved that was discontinued.
I did the usual stuff today, but I made a cherry jello pie to take with me and it went over quite well, thankyouverymuch. After I dropped machinegirl at home I stopped by Bill Heard Chevrolet (and as I look up that link I realize there are quite a few Bill Heard dealerships out there) because they advertised a credit amnesty weekend. Supposedly no matter how bad your credit or how much you owe, they’ll give you credit amnesty. No such luck. I owe too much, though my credit isn’t as bad as I first thought. She’s gonna keep trying. Sure.
And tonight I went to the AZ Podcasters meetup. I went to their last meeting and really liked Dan and CJ, from the Love Long and Prosper podcast, and CJ does a Mighty Mommy podcast, too.
Oh, and I received an envelope from snowcalla in the mail today. Thank you and I can’t wait to see you FRIDAY MORNING SQEEEEEE!!!!111!!!11
Today wasn’t a bad day at all.
End of July, end of an era.
Jul 31st
Well, I sign the lease tomorrow and start moving out. Officially married 26 years and lived together for a couple of years before that.
I’ve packed everything I want to keep in the master bedroom. I’ve packed just about everything in this room. Cleaned out what I want from the closets and the storage. I need to separate out the kitchen, and take apart the entertainment stuff in the living room. I’m disconnecting this computer last. I have no idea after that when I’ll have internet access over there. The rent and deposit is taking most of my check, and I’ll have to pay the electric deposit with Ginnie’s check on Friday. Actually, the deal is if she wants to keep her stupid dog, she has to pay the $350 deposit for him. Things are gonna be tight.
(pssts, if anyone wants to contribute to the Debbie’s starting over fund, I accept paypal)
So he comes home from work a bit early today, to change before his class. So there was yet another “conversation” about what I’m planning and what he’s gonna do. So I’ve printed out calendars until the end of the year pointing out what bills are automatic deductions, what he’ll have to write checks for, and how much. Maybe I should have printed out how often he should wipe his own ass? This is exactly what I want to get away from! I’m trying to be nice and civil but I’ve been trying to teach him this shit for years and he didn’t care to pay attention. Now I’m supposed to feel sorry for a 50 year old man who doesn’t know how to keep a checkbook?
Shit. And I overheard his chat with one of his sisters about how I’m not going to be able to make it on my own and will come crawling back.
Boy am I glad today is over
Jul 29th
The longest day of the year.
Trying to pack stuff to move away from my husband while he woefully watches. I feel I can’t be excited about a new life until I’ve actually left the old one. Guilt?
I’ve managed to pack almost everything in this room and Ginnie’s working on her stuff. All I have left in the master bedroom is clothes. The kitchen will be the big problem. How to split everything.
One minute he’s asking what I plan on taking, and the next he’s talking about dumping everything and moving back to Michigan with his family. Who have been on the phone all day. Several different reactions there, I tell you.
I’m really trying to be fair about splitting things, but if he’s just gonna dump it all I’ll take it. Except those nasty couches.
Dude, make a plan! We’ve been discussing this shit for WEEKS. Ignoring it and me won’t resolve anything.
Stuff and nonsense
Jun 29th
I forgot this. I shared my Lucky Charms with Kira last weekend and the goofy kid prefers the cereal over the marshmallows. She’s young yet.
I got my first DVD review up on Slice of SciFi. Thanks Summer and Sam. Now I just have to do another!
Haven’t heard from Max in a while. That’s bugging me.
Buck’s still here. We’re like ships passing in the night. We have conversations but I’m still sleeping in here. We can’t afford to separate, and for now its just too much effort. I just don’t care anymore. Roommates. He’s doing his court mandated AA classes, though he really doesn’t have a drinking problem. He just screwed up and got caught.
I’m supposed to babysit tonight, but Casey’s plans change more often than his underwear. I need to go now and get the tags for my car, pay the car payments, and take some breakfast up to Ginnie at work. The food where she’s at is nasty, but the service is great. 
