(musings from an upstart crow)
“There was nothing wrong with her that $100 wouldn’t fix.”
Only in my case it’s more like $2,000 and an emergency Zoloft prescription.
PS: To Tina’s brother and his girlfriend – hope you’re safe and well and that you realize things are not as bad as they seem, but also fuck you very much for endangering yourselves and worrying your families to death. Please return home safely and soon. And never doubt that you are loved, because you obviously very much are.
… my goose is cooked – the fat lady has sung – the devil wants his due, etc. My life has persisted in becoming a nightmare of Jobian proportions and now on top of the job layoff followed by loss of income, followed by loss of transportation and a job offer way too far away to take the bus to, followed by fumigation and possible threat to my ability to maintain custody of my children,followed by the unexpectedly and seriously delayed paycheck that forced me to borrow $700 from my ex to pay rent and the electric bill, it now appears I am going to be evicted. There was a slim chance I could have worked out a solution, but then my ex put a stop payment on the rent check since I was “going to be evicted anyway, so why waste $500?” So now I have a health and safety dispute over the fumigation issue, plus I’m in arrears. I am so fucked. I don’t know where I’ll be sleeping this weekend, much less when I get to keep the girls next. I was already two weeks behind schedule for getting “my week” of custody due to the above mentioned issues and it was making me nuts. If I lose my girls I will die. Fuck. I am so screwed. Anyone who knows me well enough to have my phone number should probably call me asap. I’m not sure how or if you can help, but I need all the help I can get right now. Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck. Don’t ever say “it can’t get worse.” It can always get worse. And it probably always will.
Fin.
Corbid.
(noun)
[SHAWD?n?froi’?dah]
1. delight in another person’s misfortune: “Hal felt an eerie mixture of empathy and schadenfreude whenever he listened to his friends discuss their problems.”
Oh, those wacky Germans and their pornographic candy…
The fine people at Haribo have intorduced a line of apparently rather frisky fruit candy.The complaints they received from a Catholic college were apparently a hoax but their
website remains one of the more hallucinogenic things I have ever seen on the internet, ranking up there with that one truly puzzling anime Kikkoman ad I featured in this blog long ago but am too lazy to dig up a link for.