Ok so, who heard about this dillhole? You know, the guy who wanted to pay to drown someones kids, to watch the bubbles? Uh, let's mark this off as something to be thankful for in the life of me. I could be a freaking lunatic. Could be worse, right? I'm sure they will find he didn't have such a clean record. No one can claim that he wanted to drown kids cus the bubbles turned him on, without having done it already. Just my two cents.
This is newsworthy to me, because he happened to work at my alma mater. Well, the grade school I went to, same difference. Since I'm now old, I don't even know the new superintendant, or this dude. He just looks like a creep though, doesn't he?
In the life of me, I am actively pursuing a new second job. Or possibly a third job. I might surpass the world in the number of jobs held at once, because I will also take on a job during the week days after my full time job, if I find one. I'll work my 40 hour, then hopefully thru the week some, then on weekends at the police station, and doing that sample event gig. Probably like 70-80 hours a week. Hello, I am quite enjoying my 30's working all the time. Giving myself grey hair and wrinkles from the worry, so that when I get out of this mess I'm in to no fault of my own, I'll have to date some old dude that will pay for my plastic surgery, so I can snag a younger man.
Does that make me sound like a bitch? So what. I think I need to be a bitch. I'm tired of worrying about everyone else. I don't know when this all happened, cus I use to be all about looking out for #1.
I'm off to try to make sense of my bank account. As I wrote my rent check earlier this week, then spent money I didn't have to buy my brother cigarettes, and his prescriptions. Should the check clear before I get my part time job check on Tuesday, I'm in a heap of trouble. Plus, I owe the government money from 2005. They sent me a letter saying the $300 I paid them, on top of the thousands they took, wasn't enough. I'll be getting another bill. On the upside, I got an extra $14 check from the state of Ohio. I overpaid them. The sad thing is, that $14 is going to really help me out.
I talked to CP briefly yesterday from rehab. Life sounds real rough up in there. The worst part is he has to get up at 6:30. You know, like folk with jobs do. He got to watch Big Brother. Maybe I should pick me up an addiction? I know better than to tempt fate that way. I retract my last statement.
Tell me again, when do I start to enjoy my life?