Grace

40 acres and a jag
2003-02-19 04:34:41 (UTC)

the bestest news

john got a job today. i'm so happy because i didn't know
how long my telemarketing job would last. i want to keep
working, but part-time only. i can't wait for us to buy
medication, move into our own home or maybe get the hell
out of arkansas.

i just declared my so-called mother dead. she's a worthless
piece of fucking flesh. my grandmother should've swallowed.
i know now that this stupid cunt cum dumpster will never
amount to anything significant in my life. she wants the
kudos and respect that goes along with motherhood and being
a matriarch, but she's a sorry ass excuse. i hate her
fucking guts.

john wants me to take off work tomorrow. i'm tempted, but
that may jeopardize my job. i don't know. we'll see. john's
friend wants to come up and visit and i don't know why. he
helped us move, but billy pullen is not the bestest friend
in the world. fuck him. i don't know why these clowns want
to frequent our house. probably to get out of that rathole
ozark.

hey, avoid ozark, y'all. the wal-mart has winter hours
(what the fuck is that?!), and the stores close up at 9pm.
fucking having bread if you didn't buy it earlier. i hate
that place.

oh yeah. i fucked up my mil's e-mail. that stupid cunt. she
thinks she needs to re-install the drivers on her computer.
how stupid can anyone be? lmfao. i changed her password
to "i'm a stupid bitch". she tried to get john to help her.
i told him to tell her that i'm e-mail queen. she knew not
to ask for me. i've told her on the phone that i hate her
stupid, sagging ass.

well, i'm not going to ruin my good mood by talking about
the dumb bitches in my life. maybe my marriage will last,
and the depression and anxiety won't be the death of it.
i'm so happy.




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