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| Got a Job!!!I'm now working back at my old haunt; Wal*mart,Not the best job in the world but it pays the bills. I'm making $7.80 an hour and working about 30 hours a week. And it helps to get away from my pains in the ass for a little while. Ah, the freedom of getting out of the house without the baby. To hardly ever have to see the jackass. To let Mike see what it's like spending more than a couple of hours with his son without me around. Now, if only he'd stop waking me up at night to help him with the boy when he is more than able to handle him on his own. All of this sleep loss is really starting to get to me. Last night I noticed that my eyes were all bloodshot and sickly looking after only 2 hours of work. And it's been really hard concentrating on anything when I feel as if I'm about ready to pass out because I'm so damn dizzy and weird feeling. I need more sleep so badly!!!
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| What's new PussyKat!!!It feels as if it's been a lot longer since I was last on here. Hmmm... what's new? What's new? Well, Sam's dead (j/k... if only). But I bet he wishes he was since he's losing his boy now and is being referred to as a 'sperm doner', which I admit is harsh. Mike has a got a new job. Best Western is a bunch of fuck tards. The company paying him cut and run on him and the company that took over the business wanted him to train his replacement for free before they fired him. Luckily for us my man is not only smart but resourceful too and had already impressed quite a few businesses with his genius so he was picked up in a flash. Our boy is growing fast; he is already 27 and a 1/2 inches long (2 ft 3 1/2 in) and 20 lbs 2 oz. A BIG one!!! Bigger than 75% of boys his age! He's got two teeth coming in and we're expecting two more to pop out soon. He's now eating baby cookies and biscuits; and he loves them. Still looking for a job myself and trying not to lose my mind at the same time. (And I may be failing in this)
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| Frustrating!!!Nothing irritates me more than some jackass who thinks that women were put here on earth for their pleasure and nothing more. Women are not tools!
Tiki is pissing me off so bad because of how he treats women. I mean when he first started to move in here the first thing out of his mouth was; "I brought some toilet paper for the house, here Crissy; you're the woman of this house you know where this goes." FUCK OFF!!!
And now this whole thing with Kayla. He tries to make it all her fault but it's mostly his. He knows how she grew up. He's known since the beginning. He knows how she still views the world. And he didn't try hard enough to explain to her that they weren't dating. In fact he used the fact that she thought that they were to his advantage. Let her do things to him and for him. Let her sleep beside him at night "only" because he's still not used to sleeping alone. Tonight he's braking up with her after they get back from Greencastle. And as of the night before he's dating an old gf. Another check mark under "JACKASS" I think that she should leave his ass in Greencastle and let him find his own way back.
And it's not just this whole thing with Kayla either. He does this kind of shit all the time. If he wants his back scratched or his head scratched he puts on his "I'm so cute" face and asks one of the women in the room. (If I hadn't have told him that I'm not his bitch he'd probably be still asking me too. But he knows that I'm not falling for his shit.) If he find an excuse to get a woman to lie down next to him while he sleeps he'll take it. If he's sitting next to any woman he'll find some excuse to use their chest as his pillows.
And the way he acts about Lexi and his son. He treats Lexi like she's the only one at fault for their breakup. And at every turn he's acting like an ass towards her or about her. And every time Damion is here I can just see him counting down the seconds until Lexi comes back to get him. Plus he's doing everything in his power not to have to spend any time with him. He uses cigarette breaks and bathroom breaks as excuses. And takes long enough with those breaks for me to know that that's not all he's doing. That he's more than likely on his phone either talking or texting. And when he's not on his breaks he's either sticking a bottle down the kids throat or trying to get him to go to sleep when he doesn't want to go to sleep. While they sleep a lot they don't sleep all of the time.
And then there's the way he's so damn conceited about himself. If you tell him that you don't find him at all attractive he gets all "puppy dog sad" faced like that'll change things. He looks too feminine to be handsome. And if he's not the type that I'm attracted to then I'm not going to find him at all attractive. GET OVER YOURSELF SHIT HEAD! Argh!!!
*sighs* I'm sorry, but men who treat women like objects are jerks and I hate them with a passion. Before he was bearable and now I'd happily push his ass down the stairs and hope his neck would snap on the way down. "Ooops! It was an Accident! I swear!" *sighs again*
Anyways, I just had to get this off of my chest. And posting it on my myspace would be bad. Too many nosy people that I don't want reading this would start asking questions like; "why can't I read this?". And I'm trusting those who can read this to keep this to themselves because I'm trusting you with this.
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| FucktardI don't what's up with Mikey lately, but he's starting to scare me. I don't know weather to laugh or cry when I'm around him. I don't know if I'm making him happy or making him miserable. I love him so much and I don't want us to fall apart, but there are times when I feel like we are. I don't want this to end. I don't want to be alone. I don't want to lose him. He is everything to me; and so much more. And I don't know what I'd do if we did break up. Fall apart I guess, kill myself, bury myself within myself where no one can find me. And would I have a heart anymore; or would it simply break into a million pieces and be dissolved into my body. I don't know, but I don't think I'd survive it no matter what anyone says. I haven't prayed since I was a child, but I pray now for us. I pray that somewhere there is a merciful God who will let me keep this one happiness. Please.
Tiki is pissing me off to no end. I arranged it with Lexi to where he could have an hour trick-or treating with his son; because frankly I was tired of hearing him bitching about how he wanted to spend his first Halloween with his little man. And how Lexi had up and changed plans on him so that he couldn't. blah blah blah. And then when the time comes he spends probably a good 45 minutes of it on the phone with Lexi arguing. WTF is up with that!!! Why even bother bitching about wanting to take your son trick-or-treating on his first Halloween if all you're going to do is spend it with Lexi on the phone; arguing none-the-less. There is a time and a place for this bullshit; and it's not on your sons time!!! If you say you want to spend time with your son on Halloween; SPEND TIME "WITH HIM"!!! Xavier and I almost missed on trick-or-treating because of this bitch. We were waiting on him so we could do it together. I don't think he even would have left the front of the house if me and Ashton (thank you Ashton for walking with us) hadn't have started. And it took me turning around and yelling at him to spend time with his son and not Lexi on the phone before he was even trick-or treating with poor Damion. Frankly I'm starting to feel sorry for the kid and his parentage. No wonder he's so bitchy. Look who his father is, the Drama King of Pennsylvania. GET A LIFE BITCH AND STOP RUINING THE REST OF OURS!!! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR
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