Back Porch Roof

Today I headed out to mow the lawn… I didn’t mow. Instead I tore down the back porch roof. The wood was mostly rotten, the fiberglass roof was too, I was tired of hearing it bang around every time the wind blew… also tired of picking up parts of it around the neighborhood. So, it’s gone. Torn down, hauled to the dump… I’m exhausted. Tomorrow I must go to city, can’t wait for the thing in the mail…

Vacationing ‘Rents

The ‘rents must think they’re Norwegian, they’re vacationing again. They invited me, as I thought they would. I would have been in a car with 4 dogs, 4 farting smelly dogs. The ‘rents aren’t familiar with washing and brushing their animals much. Mom likes to feed the dogs things like chili-cheese fries the night before the trip… tell me she doesn’t do this on purpose? Anywho, I declined to go. They used to stick me with watching all the dogs and cats when I’d decline, now they take 2 of the dogs with them.

“Mopey” dog is the one they leave behind. He’s like the robot, Marvin, on The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy. He’s relatively easy to deal with. I also have to take care of 3 cats, but they’re not like mine, I can leave food out for them and they won’t have it gone before I get out of the driveway. With the other two dogs, I’m required to spend most of my time out there, I’m glad they take them on vacation now.

I visited Will yesterday, bought an old cell from him for mom, ate lunch… took dad’s trash in, got garbage juice on me, NASTY! I loaded up his tools and took them back out to their house. They’ve been in my garage for over a year now, I don’t foresee using them any time soon. Even though the porch is falling in… meh. The front fuel pump on his truck isn’t working, I may fix that. If I fix it, I think I’ll come back in with it and rip up the clothes line and rip the rest of the porch down and take the shit to the dump. May do that even if I don’t fix the truck, it’s a fucking piece of shit anyway, dad doesn’t even remotely take care of the thing.

Ignorant Spending ‘n Stuff

Well, it’s been 2 weeks since my last post… I’m slacking. I stupidly bought a PS3 last week. For $300 (that I didn’t really have to blow) I paid about $140 less than most people would, so I got a good deal… it even plays PS1 & PS2 games. I ordered a game from Amazon for $30 that Wally World sells for $60, again I got a good deal, but didn’t really have the cash to do it. WTF?!

Paid the dentist nearly a grand to fix a few cavities and crown a tooth that the ‘rents old dentist messed up. I don’t know if I mentioned that I bought a netbook and named it DinkDink, again I got a good deal, but didn’t have the cash for it. Yeah, I mentioned that because I got it in Arkansas, that was just over $500 with the upgrades and warranty.

The rents told me last week they’re going on vacation for two weeks, at least they gave me a week’s notice this time. Three cats and a dog to take care of. I hate it when they leave me with their dying animals, I’m always afraid one of them will keel over while they’re gone… I’ve been lucky so far. They did offer to take me on vacation with them again, but they’d be taking the dogs, I just can’t do it. I won’t.

Instead of going on vacation and being miserable, I’ll stay here and just be miserable! I plan on ganking the muh-truck and hauling his muh-tools back to his house, maybe yanking up the clothes line in the back yard, maybe ripping down the rest of the back porch roof that’s all rotted and falling apart, and hopefully clean out the shed.

I’m still waiting for my CCP to show up with either a GFY or an OK. I’ve already typed up the appeal letter and mentioned that they flat out lied to me. I’m such a pessimist… or is that realist? For what I’ve paid in to that damn thing so far, I had better get it! Damned government. They probably read my blogs and think I’m crazy… meh. Anywho, I’m done blogging for today…

Sore, Fat, & Tired

Today dad showed up, reluctantly, with Alan’s piece of shit truck. My yard is nice and cleared. I’m sore! Didn’t lose an ounce of weight either. Fat man tired. I installed 64 bit Windows 7 yesterday… I like it so far. Of course Dmonn is bitching about it non-stop… and blaming me for it not working. I honestly don’t know why I go onto IRC anymore, I guess I love to be tortured and abused. Oh, I remember why I’m there, two reasons… 1. Dmonn’s about the only person who talks to me… but I have Tina to talk to now. and 2. It’s petty, but I’m holding the nick name Dave. As soon as my bots lose the nick, I’ll reprogram them to ignore it. It’s been about two months now.

Next Saturday… meh

It’s 96.5° outside. I went outside about 9:00 this morning and it was 77°, within an hour it had reached 95°! I did finish what I was doing, but it damned near killed me. 2 hours later, I’m still cooling down. What was I doing you ask? Why I was cutting down tree limbs. Why was I doing that? Because I’m stupid! Needed to be done and I finally got around to doing it. So now there are tree limbs all over my yard, Dad’s on his way in to help load it into the truck and haul it away.

I had just gone back out and moved all the branches to the front yard when Larry pulled in… I thought he would have brought the trailer, like any intelligent person would have, but no… and he bitched at me for not telling him an exact quantity instead of “a bunch of shit to haul off”. It’s not like I said “I have a few branches”, a bunch of shit means just that! So he left and went home… my front yard is covered in tree parts.

These branches have been hanging to the ground for about a year now… I’m not the one who thought it was a good idea to do this in the middle of summer, but when Larry’s in the mood to do something, I have to take advantage of that. His “next Saturday” thing rarely actually happens, especially on a Saturday! I really miss my truck, I couldn’t have loaded this into the truck without cutting it up a lot more, but the little truck could pull a trailer.

I’m gonna go fix lunch, I’m about dead from the over-exertion and the heat, but if I don’t cook it, I don’t eat. I’ve taken 2 showers today, just to cool off… may have to make it a third! It’s absolutely miserable outside! WTF was I thinking?!

Boring Update

Typing this one up on DinkDink, my little bitty teensy weensy Acer Ass-pire One… the keyboard isn’t as bad as one might think. I mean it’s by no means a full sized keyboard, but it’s not too small either. I like the little guy, even though I know that I should not have gotten him. Anywho, I did…

I deleted and rebuilt ssstables.com to her specifications. She had one of her friends or something design her new site on Word and emailed it to me. Well… why didn’t she have her friend or whomever do that too? I don’t care to do it anymore. The site’s a lot smaller now, good enough. I don’t care. I don’t even care that I’ll lose my sites when she finally decides to have someone else host the motherfucker. meh.

Today mom called, she got the money to go get their newer car. It won’t be long before the newer car smells and runs like their older ones. I won’t ride or drive it that way either. I love my parents, don’t get me wrong, but they’re nasty… not so much THEM as it is their DOGS, but they don’t clean up after them. Their car smells so bad that when I’m forced to ride or drive it, the windows are down. I’ve driven home in sub-freezing weather with all four windows down and the heat off! Turning the heat on just makes it worse, like boiling piss or something, totally fucking gross!

I got both my office (guest room, no guests) and bedroom tolerably clean. I slept better last night, either due to all the energy being put into cleaning or just because I wasn’t sleeping in the middle of a mess. I dunno. I like it when it’s clean. Well I guess that’s about it. Yep…

Mower and Stuff…

Greetings and salutations, all that good shit. I finally got the office cleaned up… it was a fucking disaster. Computer parts dust bunnies everywhere! Now there’s a mess in the living room, empty boxes and boxes full of computer parts. The empty boxes will go with Walleyed Dave, the full ones will go out to the garage. It’s hot, I’m tired, so it can sit in the other room for a while.

I paid $1,500 on my credit card today… I blew $1,500 last month?! Wow! I blew $500 on that stupid computer, the trip to B-ville was mostly cash, gave the dentist $120, bought that stupid GPS thing (it was $60 off, but still), $200 in food… wow. June set me back 3 months! I’ve got that $15,500 transfer still pending, moving my debt from BOA (fuck BOA) back to Citi (fuck them too!) so I could get $1k for the damned dentist. There was no transfer fee and the APR is low for 9 months or something. ALL cards have gone variable APR… I need to stop fucking around and pay that fucking debt off!!

I also got lawn mowed today, but as I predicted, the belt flew off again. I backed it out of the shed, started up the mower deck and it IMMEDIATELY threw the belt. I calmly (yeah, I know, right?!) parked the mower up front, went inside and called the assholes that supposedly fixed it… and fixed it… and fixed it… for the last three years! They said it would be up to me to pay for it, basically they don’t warranty their own work. As it’s out of warranty and I can go fuck myself, I will now be doing the work myself.

The Family Center in Paola got me good… now there’s no warranty on that piece of junk mower they sold me AND since they took their sweet time getting the extended warranty filed, they now tell me they are not going to give me the extended warranty because I waited two weeks too long to apply!

One time they tried to convince me that the bearings were square and that’s why the mower deck kept locking up and throwing the belt… and this was normal, nothing to be concerned about! Yeah, square bearings, maybe the fact that they have more surface area makes them run cooler? I won’t be using these people for anything other than maybe buying parts for my $1700 mower. BASTARDS!

July 6 ‘09

Today has been pretty good so far. For the most part anyway. I ended up talking to scooter for almost 2 hours about nothing and I don’t know why. I guess he just called because he was lonely and needed somebody to talk to, too bad it was me. Anywho, mom called while I was talking to scooter so I was able to get out of that conversation.

I went to the pharmacy to get my medication and they told me they were unable to fill three months worth now my medication, no surprise there. I still have four refills with those assholes and after that I’m going to get it filled out Walmart instead, I do not need their bullshit. Ken is a big douche bag and I can’t fucking stand him. So I took my one month’s worth of medication and left. Speaking of medication, I was able to get that one medication that gets rid of my face rash filled. I had to do the research myself but I was able to find something similar. It does a good job I think, I hope.

Today I got the rest of the stuff that I ordered. I know I shouldn’t be buying shit when I don’t have any money. I did it anyway. I got a computer bag for DinkDink, it’s way bigger than I thought it would be, but that means I can cram more crap into it. I also got the parts for the external DVD burner and it’s working fine. It was a lot cheaper than buying one that was pre made and I already had a DVD burner just lying around waiting. I also got a microphone headset, I’ve needed one for a while, I mean wanted one.

So I’m backing up DinkDink using the new DVD burner, so far so good. I’m rather bored right now so I’m sitting in dictating to wordpad rather than typing out a blog. I may as well use my new microphone and teach this stupid thing how to listen to my slurred speech. When I correct something it repeats what I said and I do slur, but not too bad. I sound like I had a stroke! Anywho, I am the bored with this and need to find something else to do to waste my time.

People Suck

One would think that a good friend would be honest, not play stupid games, and tell it like it is… no stupid games. No beating around the bush type shit either. Well, that’s not the way it is… I spent 15 years tracking someone down just so she can play games with me and make it look like I am the one who wants our friendship to end up in the toilet. I reminded her again today that I absolutely refuse to play the games. I’m too old and tired for that bullshit!

After her song and dance it ended like this:

Her: cya when i cya dude….:)
Me: ok
Me: laters
Her: ifn ur lucky..
Me: if you disappear, I’ll understand… I’ll be here when you’re ready
Her: see u go from dickhead to swell guy in seconds
Me: nope, your perception of me changes in seconds
Her: aaah well i am bipolar..lol
Me: mmhmm
Me: I’m pretty consistent on my beliefs and stuff
Signed Off…

I went back to being invisible to all… I’m happier that way I think. I will remain single and alone until I’m dead. I’m okay with that. I don’t need the added stress. I’m already at my limit, I can’t fucking take any bullshit. I thought she was different, a good friend, someone who knows me better than anyone else on the planet. But… she is a woman, and women (every single last one of you) have to play their stupid games. Fuck it, I quit!

Anywho… I’m going to go get the ‘rents in about an hour. Mom whined and cried until dad bought a newer car. He bought an ‘07 Ford Fuckus (Focus)… they can taxi themselves around in it when they get it. As soon as it starts smelling like their Battle Barge (Ford Exploder, I mean, Explorer)… I won’t ride in it either. I don’t need to go anywhere or do anything or see anyone. Fuck everybody.