Shit Fuck Damn @ MindSay

so tonight i was getting ready to go to sleep and then i hear a knock at the door. im like "wtf?" and then i get to the door and its one of my bestfriends!! (whom actually understand what im going thru..were so alike its crazy) im like "wtf" and then i was like excited lol. and then we went and got pplz and i turned into this whole kewl night of fun and laughs.. and like my roomate asks one of our friends to go get her mikes hard lemonade cuz she wanted something to drink when she gets back from dropping off her friend (who might i add is 22, so she culdve gotten her to do it) and like we were getting ready to go but then we start playing this game and we like get soo wrapped up in it and they stop selling alcohol at 2am. and like she gets back at 2 am exactly and we r like, o shit. so she like started complaining thats he wanted something and that she doesnt like beer <neither do i but if its there ill have a lil bit> and so she leaves the room all pissy... i seriously had no sympathy cuz she def had someone of age to buy it for her. i know that shit aint gonna go down when im 21. so ne way, the night is going well and we're having a blast. and so after ppl leave im layin in my room chillen and she msgs online askin if im downlaoding nething, and im like yea. then 3 mins later she knock on the door and asks info about what im downlaiding sayin it might be takin up so much bandwith that she cant watch videos online..and im like well it never did before. and then she starts bring up rent, and bills and what am i gonna do etc and im like (in my head) its like 5am are u serious?...so ne way im like well my deposit is gonna pay for oct and if i cant find work by then im gonna sublet it..and she is like "no ur not" i seriously wanted to be like "fuck off right now ok?" cuz lately she has been actin as if she is my mother and last i checked i aint pop out her womb. moving on, im like if i dont find work by mid oct, or the end of oct then im gonna sublet..and she goes on about how her friend has gotten 2 jobs already..im like these ppl ur referring to have started working since they were fucking 15, my mother never let me work. she always said "dont worry about it ill pay for it". and then im lik, im still applying..and she cuts me off and is like "i havent seen you applying"...what do u expect me to do, go to ur room and be like "hey im applying to this place now, see see see, u shuld sit and watch me do it!" fuck that shit! I sit through long ass application questionares on a reg basis just cuz u dont see it doesnt mean i dont do it...and allthis shit coming from someone who has never worked for shit. and then after she is like im not subletting my half she is like if u have to leave im screwed out of like 600 dollars.... its like she is blaming me for the bitch in ny that didnt pay her rent which in fact caused my financial situations (i feel bad for her cuz i mean i know itd hard, but damn!) she aint even have to pay for the entire thing jus like 450 out of 1200!!!!!!!! in NY!!!!!! r u fucking kidding me!! so i mean i understand u worrying, but to be a lil bitchy about it. trust me when i say i can be just as bitchy or even more. i mean if her parents knew where all that extra money was goin..hhmmmm lol i woulndt do it, but i mean i can be that spiteful. ne way, and then at the end of it all she is like, say something so i know ur not mad at me...did she really think i was gonna say how i feel. im not gonna make her cry or get upset and then she goes and tells mutual friends and i look like the bad guy..hell no.  (funny think is my friend who surprised me actually noticed my roomates recent bitchy attitude.) im so over it, and she still hasnt fucking cleaned the liter box, but she has time to go out all the time and drink, among other things (hint hint) so please, someone tellme if im crzy or not, cuz this seriously needs to stop....i dont wanna go back to NY and im tryin my hardest to find something, but all the stores wont call till early oct, whoch thanfully is pretty much right here. lets hope i start working soon....which will be amaing cuz after work i can hang with work friends and we can all chillin my room and introduce them to my lil circle and itll be awesome. cuz before i was always around mutual friends..like all of em were my roomates friends. soon ill have my own new circle. like i have friend that are kinda more mine than hers lol, but to venture out and meet brand new ppl would be an experience id love to have. <although it is a lil spiteful lmao> but im not doing it for that, i promise. i just want something new. ne way, thats the latest in roomate ishes. <issues> am i crazy and looking to much into it, or is she being a lil bitchtastic? comments and/ or advice are accepted, i like to hear different points of views..other ppl see things that i probly cant. :P

1. Remember you brought kids with you to the damn store!
That's right, they are still yours even when they aren't in your house. I know Hilary may have confused you with that whole "village to raise a child" thing but rest assured that when you enter a shop, an eatery or any other retail outlet your children still belong to you. The "villagers" working at that particular place can't parent your kids for you because they just so happen to be at WORK.
2 Don't ask for a manager when someone embarrasses your half-assed parenting style with the question "whose child is this?" as loud as they can yell it. The manager is only manager of that store and NOT the manager of all organic and non-organic matter. That's right those ^_GIANT salaries only pay for so much.
3. Unless you walked into Rand McNally, don't huff and puff when the person folding shirts or dusting picture frames doesn't know how to direct you to the nearest Cin-A-Bon. Google that shit like every other person on this big, less and less blue marble. Sales persons are not part Garmin for crying out loud.
4. It may shock you to know that no one actually lives in the store you're visiting. So don't crawl out of your bored apathetic hidey-hole and act all full of shock and awe when we don't remember you buying whatever crap you bought six months, weeks, days or even minutes ago. When you left the store picking your ass and drinking your big gulp so too did the memory of you.

Of course I know that all shoppers are not like this but this is a rant, not and Ode so get over yourself before you tell me all the terrible shit that retail workers have done to you.
Fun fact---Most sales associates have to bend over and take monster damage from shoppers on the regular.
And don't give that shit about finding another job, why dont people act like they have some damn home training then it wouldnt matter what job a person worked since we would all be behaving like we've been some frakking where in our damn lives!

End of Rant.
Smooches....

WHAT THE FUCK, GAYSPACE?

Howdy Howdy all!
 Today must be one of those "one of those days" that I always hear about. Technically it started last night for me somehow. I was just irritated you know. I mean I just wanted to like scream or fight or something, right? I don't know but then today it just got more fucking perfect.

1. I wont be going out of town like I wanted because I need to pay the rent and a bunch of other bills that I got behind on over the last few months. I REALLY wanted to go somewhere too, being a responsible adult sucks fucking CLOWN NUTS (and anyone who knows me knows that I am terrified of clowns and monkeys)! Whatever. I know that I will catch up and then I will be able to do something fun for myself. I need a fucking sponsor is what I need. I swear to Goddess one day I am going to just up and disappear. Just be OUT, fucking GHOST son! AAAHHHHHHH! Shit, fucking, hell, damn, ass, I just wanna walk around freaking ranting and cussing like the damn sidewalk prophets on hot days downtown. But Nooooooooo I have to be gainfully employed and fond of food, shelter and showers! What- The -Fuck Ever! NEXT!

2. My laptop is pretty old but it gets the job done, for the most part. Well lately( like a few weeks or so ago) the damn ac adapter power cord developed a short of some kind. Now you have to jiggle this bitch this way and that for it to keep giving the good stuff to the damn machine. It is so damn annoying but I try not to let it get to me. I just keep calm and jiggle the mutha fucka until contact is made. Fine. Well it of course has gotten harder and harder for the connection to....you know....connect and so I decided to get a new adapter. I get up first thing, see to my morning ritual and head out for the cord.

• Target---NOPE

• Office Depot--NOPE (in their defense the half wit of a sales associate took me to the isle that they SHOULD have been on, which btw has nothing but telephone accessories on it! He then announces again that "well this is where they should be" and just turns and walks off! Curse you Fucking Fetal Alcohol Syndrome! (I know, I know, this wasn't right but damn-it I work retail and have never given this kind of shitty service!)

• CompUSA---NOPE

• Circuit City---NOPE

• Walmart (THE ACTUAL PIT OF BLOODY FUCKING HELL)-- NOPE!

Well fuck you too  SO CALLED GLOBALIZATION!

Why ain't there some damn sweat shop somewhere in one of them places ending in "AGUA" or "AGUAY" where the next scientist could be studying but is instead producing my fucking power cord with bloody, printless, fingertips?!
I finally stop at Radio Shack and guess what? They can get me one! Woo HOO! It will only cost $149.00! WHAT THE SWEATY HUMID HELL?!
Fuck you Thomas and Rafael (The names on the badges of the clerks with the shit eating grins)! Kiss my annoyed, starving and likely dehydrated ASS!
But Wait! If I bring my laptop in then they can probably get me a reasonable copy of the adapter I need....wait for it....wait for it... For only $89.94.
Why don't you two Nimrods blow each other for fucking free! NEXT!

3. I leave and  go to the Pawn shop next door to clear my head and kinda window shop until the next bus since the one that just passed by floored it when the driver saw my musty ass running and waving!
EAT ME 82 Westhiemer bus!
In the Pawn shop I spy a gem! a $15 simple little steam cleaner for your everyday small jobs. What a find! This day is looking up! We plug it in and guess what? The brush action doesn't work but they have another one that I can by that Definitely works for 60 bucks!
You Mother Fucker! I hope your pets shit in your fucking cereal You bait and switching S.O.B! NEXT!

4. So I leave the Pawn Shop, hop on the next bus where no one had sent me the memo that it was jackass day, although judging from the day I had already had, I shoulda fucken known!
A raving drunk of a Veteran is shouting about which guns will "blow our fucking heads off" which pisses off the country boy in the ten gallon hat. They exchange words and finally the cowboy shuts off the Vet. Fine. Well then a stupid little wench of a teenager sits down and decides that she has had enough gum. The little heathen spits it on the floor, only to MISS the damn floor and catch the left shoe of the guy sitting on her right. She doesn't even motion to get it off!
She decides to open a yogurt and try to eat it. The flavor doesn't suit her sophisticated pallete(sp) and so she just sits the FULL container on the floor and goes into her bag for some string cheese. She opens it, the bus hits a bump and it lands on the floor, where she of course LEAVES it!
By now The guy notices the gum and asks, "Did you spit this gum on my shoe?" She smirks and says NO. WHAT????? Just say "OMG I'm sorry, lemme find a piece of paper and get that off." NOPE.
The guy reaches into his bag, gets a piece of paper and takes the gum off. Rings the bell, gets up to leave and before exiting the bus PRESSES THE GUM INTO THE BACK OF THIS CHILD'S HAIR!
I couldn't believe it. Now the girl was maybe 17 at the most or least depending on your view and to be fair the guy could have been a contemporary of hers but still! Gum in the hair? That sucks! Although the little fool did need to be taught a lesson.
SALVATION!
I get off the bus and damn near run into my apartment!
I go to the Gateway website, find the damn ac fucking adapter for $34.99 plus tax and shipping which brings the total to 43.89, make  the purchase and print the fucking confirmation that states "Your item should arrive July 10, 2007! TEN DAYS, BUSINESS DAYS!
So a big Fuck you goes out to our, Dollar Store, Pay at the pump, self serve, hurry up and wait WORLD!

I THANK GAIA that I am going out with my girls tonight for some karaoke and drinks! Shit was getting real thick for your girl for a moment!
I'll be fine, I just needed to get that out. I actually laughed my ass off when I reread this.... I need to chill the fuck out, right?
Goddess Bless