Play with Oregon Humane Society kitty-cats through ROBOTIC TOYS that you can control through this website. IT HAS A LIVE FEED SO YOU CAN WATCH THEM WHILE YOU MOVE KITTY TOYS AROUND. AGHHAGHAHGAHGHAGHAHGHH
Felt like shit all day and she still yells at me constantly. Still make me lift the 50+ lb bags a feed. Shit not only do I have a fever, headache, and apparent stomach bug but yesterday I moved a steel table and pulled a muscle in my back -_- She can’t be bothered to lift the few bags because shes too busy going through every dating site known to man and doing nothing but talking shit about every single guy on them. Saying they aren’t in good shape and therefore beneath her….I’m not small and she is larger than I am. I don’t believe in downing another’s physical appearance when you yourself are far from in shape. Maybe its the mixture of feeling lke ass but its bothering me to hear over and over again. That and she wont stop screaming at me for stupid shit. I opened a new box of cereal and she literally said, “You better not have opened a new box or I’m choke you.” -_-’ The only open boxes were HER cereals and non of which I like in the least….And then apparently I didn’t put it back in the cabinet correctly….ughhhhh why did I think moving home was a good Idea…….
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Archaeologists in the Burnt City have discovered what appears to be an ancient prosthetic eye. What makes this discovery exceptionally awesome is the striking description of how the owner and her false eye would have appeared while she was still alive and blinking:
So as per usual I have the uncanny knack for random and extra retarded things happening to me to set me back with what I do…..Yesterday it was my 20$ stapler exploding and me being so close but unable to fix it…along with my thickener paste becoming runny and I not being able to use my screens….I ended up basically hand painting this onesies and when I went to wash them out everything seemed pretty decent except the giant Kroger print down the front of wonderwoman for the plastic I had laying over it…-_- Let me just hope that I can find some more onesies today and quickly OR that that print is removed in the synthrapol wash.
YAYYYY I can officially not reach my desk to use because that fucking bitch not only filled up my closet so I can’t reach my supplies but also the entire space behind my desk and where more of my supplies are. FUCKING THANKYOU MOM FOR ALWAYS BEING A SELFISH ASS BITCH.
ughh I’m so angry with her after today this is fucking ridiculous! This is what she does with everything she needs to do! Just pushes it out of sight out of mind or screams at me and says its all my fault and that I need to fix it. At our old house the biggest room in the place was literally floor to ceiling filed with not boxed items but things just thrown in…we lived there for at leas 6 years Some of my childhood was left hidden in the depths of that fucking room. Things I wanted to give my children one day. We’ve been here for over 10 years and since I came back was the first time EVER that our spare room has been usable in the fucking least. She is fucking disgusting.
Also I realized once again why I have so many problems with social settings or self consciousness. Its because I probably could have taken more abuse from the general populace if I was at least treated like a human and some what loved at home.
Fuck this. Fuck I’m just so angry with this shit. I’m so frustrated with her. I wish I actually had a fucking mother to raise me.
I fucking love that everything I do in this house is undone in a heartbeat. I love when I spend hours of my time going through my mom’s over abundance of shit and organizing it and putting things in their proper places and she goes and continuously moves the boxes I have asked her for 7 months to go through to different locations in the house so she won’t have to see them as she ‘goes through them’……This place looked like a fucking hoarders abode when I moved back in….I have gotten rid of truck loads of shit and the last little bit she refuses to go through because she just doesn’t have the ‘time’. And every time I try to take something to goodwill she tries to stop me. -_- It just really fucking pissed me off that I have been trying to finish the craft room for months and its so damn close and I use the closet in it for supplies also and now I won’t be able to reach any of it because she just filled it up with boxes……I guess I should be glad it isn’t the room its self again. like it has been since I got here. UGH it makes me so fucking mad! She bitches constantly about it being a mess and I clean and I clean and I fixed this place up and she still bitches I do absolutely nothing around here, that its filthy and goes behind me at every fucking turn and undoes ALL of my work. I should go on strike. I can’t stand how disgusting it gets in here. I’ve fucking had it with her and her bullshit today. I’ve already been called lazy and a bitch and everything else.