So Everything pisses me off, And i mean everything. even if things make me happy they piss me off.
I needed to start writing again, I needed to start venting on a blog, a note, a paper, a computer. I needed to do all of these things, but i just get mad because every time i start I just can't get the flow. I get mad cause i get interrupted, even if I'm not mad at the interruption. I have a kid, I love him, he's my lil bunny. And I honestly would do anything for him, except eat a chili pepper or those strange black disks in the chex mix bag. Will not.
But my life needs some overhaul, and I think I'm definitely going to try to post daily, about something, nothing, or just to say "FUCK YOU!" who you is i have no idea, it could be the cat, trying to snuggle my face with her cold little nose and fluffy little tail. It could be the fact that I hate using Spell check, Or i could be saying Fuck you to a particular person who has recently pissed me off.
Today I really started the house hunting. With no luck into anything "my style", like the universe is saying you have to live in a crappy neighborhood or you have to live in a crappy house. Almost every house i have seen is either a ranch *I HATE RANCHES! but i like ranch, on my salad or with veggies. The other houses are bi or tri level houses, gee... pick something already, no need to have 2 or 3 different choices lol. In those I see a kitchen that is awkward, that leads to a small Breakfast nook/dining room area, then a hole, in the wall, at table lvl, with a fucking rail, and like 3 feet between the wall/ceiling, and the top of the railing. Sometimes there's only a railing. WTF HAPPENED TO WALLS? WTF happened to a flat area? And this leads to a a living room space smaller than our one bed room apartment now. -_- ITS UGLY, it's unsafe, not only for the child, but for me, Actually probably extremely unsafe for me, as I'm the one that always ends up hurt.
Then they have these OBNOXIOUS wall ledges, like you couldn't fucking finish the wall the rest of the way up? It's like that on every floor in every room, and its at awkward levels. and it's too small to hold much of anything, and if you want a book case there what? it's not even, you can't even decorate right with that shit. ---_--- I just want a nice boxy house, with outie bits, a large open kitchen, and bedrooms up top. laundry up top too, so i don't have to Walk far. :D
I need space for a freezer, like fridge size but only for freezing the shit out of food. and toys, ya, freeze those evil foot eating toys.
i got interrupted again, for poop. ALWAYS POOP! -_- WHY can't he just sleep and THEN POOP? no always poop before a nap, What am i going to do with him?
I want to write a book, a book about my extraordinary imaginations, and dreams. The life that is me, when I'm not here. yes that's right i think i disappear from time to time, but i don't get anything done, while my body is a robot. lame body... -_-
I can't keep my thoughts straight, and have so many that they are bubbling like a pot of chicken soup. on high, all over. messy messy messy. will someone please slap me? I think I'm going crazy right now. Now it's the cat. I had to turn on all the fans even though it's cold cause she POOPED -_- what is with all the god damn pooping! always the bunny and the cat pooping at the same time. My poor nose it's about dead. hubby should be coming home soon too. I love my hubby, and I hate him too. he's all i have, but all i despise. He's too sweet, like he's planning something, something devious, unethical, but yet probably something like farting on me later tonight when I'm absorbed in my anime. that's right i love anime, and Pokemon, if you hadn't noticed the numerous shit i sell. I have had to downsize, and just get rid of the excess. we have a small place, and I would like a proper collection when we move, none of this random whatever Pokemon crap i hoard and love and poke at all the time.
I try to do my best i do, but when one thing ends and i want to do something else, I get interrupted, like this time, I sneezed, and not a dainty sneeze a sneeze that blew the cat into next week, or maybe only a few seconds into the future i don't really know, she's not around me right now. Now i want to listen to the days go by and All i think is you song. is that how it goes? Well Maybe I'll tell you a story tomorrow, maybe the one about the carriage and pool fountain in my neighbors front yard, from 1665. ya, maybe that one. gasp i will use spell check!