So I feel the urge to let all know that the bills are paid. There will be cable, their will be a phone and their will be a cell phone. Also paid is the one student loan that I didn't put in deferment and it is now under the 1000.00 amount mark.

I want to contact the bank to find out if they can take 500 bucks out of my account and invest it into something. Still waiting for info on the 401K at work.

Got two more 100%'s in the curent class. There's seriously no way in hell I won't get a 100% on these courses. Ok, ok, that's overboasting and now it's going to jinx the hell out of me. It's just I've worked with html and css far too long not to know what I'm doing. Even though I was a day late on Monday's assignment, I still got a 100% on it. Hmm.. perhaps she felt she had no choice. I did let them know I was dealing with car problems that night.

The Father Figure and I are definitely going to see Shorty the Mechanic tomorrow night. I am dropping my car off to them (I do have to clean it out first) and he'll being me home. it's right down the road. Hopefully Saturday they'll be able to tell me what's wrong with the car.

The School scared the living hell out of me today. I got an email regarding my participation not being good and that I was on probation. I sent them an email asking how on earth I could be on probation when I am not only participating but also have straight 100% A's in the current class. They accidentally sent a copy of this letter to each and every student. So, I am doing fine in school. Next assignment due on Saturday and then the big project due on Monday.

Alright.. I think that's all that's going on. Oh yeah, for those who read, Part 4 on StoryTime is up, thanks to my brother.

Sweet dreams, all!

What is it with people? Why can't they just live their lives and go on about their business? My going out friend called me yesterday and whined and cried to me about this girl who hit on her man and told her that he said he wasn't with anyone and all this other crap. Her and I both know he wouldn't have said he wasn't with someone. So what does she do when she finds this information out? She watches this excuse for a female all night long like a hawk ready to swoop in and her man is the bunny she's going to eat.

Just in doing that she gave this other woman power over her. Why the hell did she get so overworked about some stupid ass woman out to cause trouble? Because she felt insecure in herself. I hear the stuff they say back and forth to each other over the phone and sometimes it's just absolutely stupid that she would even have a doubt whatsoever that he'd cheat on or leave her.

But you know what my problem is? That other woman. What the fuck is up with women these days? I am so fucking (can you tell this pisses me off yet?) sick and tired of these psychotic women. You want to know why there are so many men out there who don't do shit anymore? Because of these women. Yes, there are a ton of men who were dogs and bastards before these women ever got to them, but there were a lot of great men who were ruined by these women. They did stuff for them. They let these women move into their homes, they took their cars and put gas in them and got them serviced, they gave these women money and took them out, spending hundreds of dollars on them. These women bitch and moan and whine and cry and ruin men. They cheat on them, they lie to them, they cut their hearts out. They steal their souls. They also ruin the chance for a good woman to be with a good man. A man who wanted to take care of and pamper their woman got ruined because she went psycho if he talked to another woman, looked at another woman, or caught the whiff of the perfume a woman was wearing across the room.

Life is not a fucking movie. Life is not a fucking so-called reality show. If anyone ever wonders why I don't go out but to one place, it's because of women like this. When I go out and talk to people, guys included, they know I'm there to have fun. They also know that I will be going home alone, or if I am out with someone, will be going home with them. I don't take people home and I don't let them buy me drinks. The only time that's prevented is when someone buys the drink and puts it in my hands. That does not happen often because I tend to not let it.

Anyway. I am just so sick of people who can't go out and have a couple of drinks and talk and dance and have fun. They always have to ruin someone else's fun. They always have to have their nose stuck to someone's ass. They have to hurt people in order to make themselves feel better. I can't stand them and anyone I meet like this better be happy I don't rule the world. They'd die a slow torturous death. No other options than to cull them from the herd, right?

Peace will never be achieved if people don't make an attempt to work with each other and come to a common ground. There is always a way. Sometimes I think I was born in the wrong century. Laters.

You know I like to keep myself in control. I enjoy keeping myself on, what I lovingly call, 'a short leash'. I can't stand it when people don't keep themselves under control. I feel that I have to step in and make them control themselves. The problem with this is that I am not a nice person when it comes to someone being completely out of control.

The last place I worked, if I didn't have myself on a short leash I would have been telling the one girl to sit down and do her fucking job. Yes, I would have. I bet after doing it once, with the powerful voice I never use, she'd have cried.

The place I work at now employs a true psychopath. When off her medication, she doesn't look at you or speak to you unless you have a penis between your legs. She beats up on defenseless office machines because it did something she didn't want it to do. Supposedly it did something she didn't want it to do anyway, who knows.

I don't know what the fuck is wrong with this stupid bitch, but she aggravates me to the point that I have to keep myself away from her. I want to hurt her. I want to take a hammer and bash her skull in. I want to just rid the earth of her so that no one ever has to deal with her again.

I am an extremely patient person, but she hasn't even done anything to me personally and I just can't fucking stand her. She's rude and she doesn't care. The boss doesn't do anything about it and people have complained. According to the rumors she sleeps with anyone at work that will have her. It cracks me up. Either they are sleeping around to get ahead or they are sleeping around and hate all the women because they are 'too pretty' or 'too smart' or 'perhaps thier eyes are too blue'. I don't know. I just needed to get this out.

If you find yourself in a workplace with a woman like this, try to do what I do. Consider her a character in a comedic tv show and hold your laughter in deeply. Shed the anger any non-physical way you can. I can't stand this woman. If she were hit by a fucking train, taxi, plane, drunk driver, or anything else you want to add in there, she would not be missed by me. I would not mourn her either. I know others who feel the same.

People out there who realize you are like this bitch, perhaps seek true therapy and not just drugs. Obviously for this woman the medication doesn't work. She goes off at every little thing and gives dirty looks to any female who might pass for 'pretty'. If you see yourself doing this, thinking like this, beating up on the office equipment, take a fucking step back and do a self check.

Fin, Finis, Finito.

So this weekend was packed full of all kinds of things. Where to start.. How about friday?

Friday: Worked all day then went to Kmart to look at the sandals. I wanted something cute. I bought two pairs because they were buy one get one 50% off. I may have to take one pair back to get them a half size smaller though. Which is odd, but ohwell.

I also got called by my sister to see if I wanted to go see the male review at the bar I always go to. I told her I was exhausted and just wanted to go to bed, but then she was like but I wanted to take you for your birthday, etc. And she had to pick up some money she won and didn't want to go alone. So off I went to go see the male review.

She also had one of the dancers molest me. He picked me up, laid me down on the pool table and had his way with me. Then he turned me around and spanked me twice for my birthday. He even pulled on my hair which was up in the pony tail.

I had a wonderful time, she had a wonderful time. I almost fell asleep on the phone with my honey so he let me go to sleep.

Saturday: Got out of bed around 10. Lazed around the house most of the day. Did a load of laundry, did most of the dishes, swept and mopped the kitchen floor. Lazed around some more. Took my nephew to his friends house and decided to make a much needed trip to the adult store.

Yes, you read right, the adult store. I needed a new toy, so I thought, gee kid free weekend, better do it now. So I went and bought myself a fun new toy. Then I teased my honey on the drive home. When I got home I did my homework and a little more picking up then got online to harrass my honey a bit more. It's so much fun to torment him, but then again, he torments me just as bad.

Later when I went to bed I teased him even more and sent him a text message 'for a good time, call your girlfriend'. I got the phone call and tormented him some more.

Sunday: Today I rolled out of bed around 9 and took a hot shower. After that I ate breakfast and started doing some cleaning again. I was going to vaccuum, but the belt is broken and it wasn't picking up very well, so I went and threw in a load of laundry and started moving stuff out of the living room so I could vaccuum later after getting a belt.

I had to drop the car off with Shorty so he can fix it. I met up with the father figure and we went to Kmart so I could get a belt for the vaccuum. He bought me a cute 5 piece table set for the kitchen. I'll post pictures eventually. It's a round table, but each side has about 6 inches that fold down. Right now I have both folded down. I'm afraid the little lady is going to run into the table in the morning when she gets ready for school. It's a nice setup though. The chairs are metal and the table frame is metal, too. It's very sturdy and should last a long time. I'm really happy to have a kitchen table now!

Then I came home, we put the table and chairs together, then I took him home, took the truck, picked up the little lady and her friend, took her friend home and came home.

It's been a busy weekend and my body hurts. I feel old and decrepit.

I'm off! Sweet dreams.

I can't stand it when someone won't do their job. It's like this woman deliberately ignores pages for her department. There are only two people in her department and even if the other person is on the phone she won't take the call.

The other person in her department and I discussed it a bit today after she had already left, but still. I don't know what to do about this. I've already had issues with her before not answering the phone and supposedly it was because she couldn't hear the speaker when I paged. Then she wasn't answering when I called her directly because she was in the middle of entering an order.

I get so sick of apologizing to people because of her.

On to another aggravation. The girl I met at the bar I go to won't stop calling me. Literally. She's calling me like three times a day! What the hell is up with that? Call, leave a message, I'll call back when I get time. Apparently that doesn't mean anything to her. I told her twice when I did answer the phone that I am working, I have to do homework, I have to make dinner, I have to do laundry. I'm trying to get the house ready for Honey to come home this week and I absolutely refuse to answer most phone calls. I have a lot to do!

The professor for my class this period is an idiot. That's all I have to say about that.

I'm exhausted and I have laundry to finish so I'm off. Laters.

Why does time seem to be so short? I finally answered the girl's phone call, the one from the bar, who's been calling me three times a day. She's really just aggravating! She needed to know if I was doing anything Saturday. I had told her over a week ago that I was going to the bar for my birthday. Which is a fucking holiday! She wants to know who's all going to be there. What the hell does it matter who's going to be there? So I told her. I invited all kinds of people from work. I invited my sister and her friends. I am picking up Honey at the airport Friday night and he will be there. What the hell? Everyone is going to be at the bar. It's a fucking holiday! Everyone I know from the bar, will be at the bar!

I told her I hadn't called her back because I haven't had the time because I've been working, and yes, I do know that you called me at work today regarding your application. I couldn't talk, I knew it was you, but there were people around and I couldn't tell you I knew it was you. I've been trying to get things in order for my Honey, but I feel like I'm running out of time. Plus with people who just can't leave you alone for a few hours, even though I didn't answer the phone, it still aggravated the hell out of me.

Plus the professor in this class is giving me a hard time about stuff I've explained three times now. The sites do go together, one is the business side, the other is the demonstration of what the client will get. Why is that so difficult to understand? I sent my post to the tech girl to find out if I sounded bitchy. She said no, I sounded knowledgeable. I hope they read it in that tone!

So.. T-Minus 2 days. Actually, one day since he'll be arriving ON Friday. I have a lot to do before Friday. I guess I should get my beauty sleep! Laters.

So still without a car. Things have been busy. Just finished up homework and don't have to return to school until the beginning of April. I kind of like the fact that I get a 'spring break' for school.

I'm thinking of playing some sort of game today. I should be cleaning, but ohwell. Maybe I'll do some before playing. That would be best.

Ok well I am off. Laters.

Ok so I had a minute to let people know that I'm still alive and well.

I also wanted to stop in and say how much I enjoy ignoring people who are immature and overemotional at work. This person simply can't control herself and I think it's hilarious.

I love the fact that me having a good day is enough to piss her off. I love the fact that she can't stand the fact that I have no need to speak to her unless absolutely necessary.

I also love the fact that it has to be absolutely aggravating that I can pretend she doesn't even exist unless *I* have to get something from her. And she has absolutely no choice to give it to me.

Laters!