Here we go...

Ya ready for this?
Hope I am...

I got my Fridays back.
Starting this week, even.

I'm still flippin' out over it and I've been to sleep once already since I found out.

Sweetie told me yesterday, near the end of my shift.
All I remember saying is, "Ooooh, I wanna kiss ya on the forehead so bad right now... consider it done!" (He was sitting at the counter and I was behind it when he told me, so it coulda been done... *giggle*)
I made both of us giggle with that... so spontaneous.
I still ain't got that "think before ya speak" shit anywhere near down pat, obviously....
For the most part, I'm glad of that, too. I may not be very "pc", but I am honest and if "brutal" is used to describe how honest, so much the better.
*weg*

Got my Fridays back and we got our new shirts yesterday, too.

Gray polo shirts with the name of the place on the top left side.
They're nice, but, more importantly... THEY'RE NOT WHITE, THUS NOT UGLY!!!!!!
Gonna miss the tie, but, it's worth it.

Yeah man...
Got the news and the shirts right before I got off yesterday.
Bought a "celebratory dinner" from Wawa and came home, said "Hi" to my (personal) Sweetie, ate half of a half of a sub, then passed out.
Just got up, too... somewhere in the vicinity of 2:30 or so.... I dunno for sure.

Well, one thing is for sure... now that I actually DO have Fridays back, I'm gonna hafta to cut the shit with what I do with my time off.
No more fuckin' around, now.
Like yesterday... *grin*
Rob "saved" me from alla that for the last time.
I was supposed to be cleaning, doing wash, getting ready for the week.
Instead, I screwed around and did jackshit til after midnight, then I wound up being up all night again, thus the coming home and falling asleep with my face in a sub.
No more of that.
I can't risk fuckin' this up like that anymore.
I have a "thing" to do and I mostly just know how NOT to do it and that's one of the ways....
Ya know?

I know, too, that most people do this the "other" way.
They learn how to manage time and finances and shit while they're young. They work their asses off, THEN get to fuck off with spare time and shit.
Not me, though.
Oh, no.
I fucked off all this time and NOW, I hafta figure out alla this "adult" shit.
*rolls eyes at self*

Oh well.
These things can be done.

Hope they can be done in a hurry, too, 'cause the hayrides are coming up next....
(*whew*)

Oh my Gawd...
Know what I just realized?
I have the BC to thank for this...
I'm finally starting to pull my head outta my ass and be an adult and all, and I probably wouldn't be, if she hadn't done all the shit she's done "to" us, or tried to, so, basically, her machinations are doing me more good than pretty much anything else has in my life, as far as "growing me up", as it were.

Could someone tell her that, please?
It would not only take the fun out of it ("it" meaning "being alive" and the shit she tries to do) for her, I do believe it'd kill her outright to realize all this....
*lmao*

You go, Bitch.
(And, I do mean both of us... me and her.)

Keep pushing.
Keep making me become a better person.
Not only do I get to do this for Eric and myself, I get to do it directly because of what a shitstain YOU are, so, keep on keepin' on.
By the time yer dead, I'll be in excellent shape for the first time in my life.
So... thank you, cuntface.
Your evil really is a part of God's plan.

Oh man. This bitch would spontaneously combust, if she ever knew this.

PLEASE SOMEBODY... TELL HER!!!!!!!

Oh yes.
I am enjoying this, immensely.
Why?
*cocked eyebrow*

*several minutes later*

Gawd.
I feel like I've been being taken up and up and up the highest roller coaster tracks, ever.
Sometime in the next day or two, the downhill starts.
Not "downhill" as in "bad", or leading into Hell or depression, which are really the same thing, but down hill, as in the next step in the ride.
These last few weeks/months/years/my whole life have sure as hell been an uphill struggle, no?
Sure they have.
Well, now comes the next part.
That first huge downward swoop.
The part where, if you USE the momentum, you can more easily crest the next hill and go on.

Yes, George Michael Dolenz, I do remember what you said.
Hell, man...
I'm livin' it.

Wow, what a ride this is being...
Best part?
Eric is the car I'm riding in.
(Yeah, I know. He's MUCH rather it be "riding on", but... lol...)

Which reminds me....
Sometimes, it seems like eeeeverybody's name is Eric.
There's mine, of course, his kid, SWG Eric, there's even an Eric in the cartoon "Daria". Seems like every time me and my Eric watch a movie, or TV, there's some guy, usually some kinda sex-a-holic too, named Eric.
I'm always going, "See? There's another one..." to him, right?
(Right.)
Well, here's proof, via Catfish, titled "Charades"...

*laugh/choking my ass off*

And, on that note...
I'm outta here.

Peace, y'all....

Posted by: Stevie at 03:49 AM

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