Saturday, October 29, 2005

me all upset

nutzo world. i was so tired last night i just collapsed on my bed. woke up at 11 this morning lol. while attempting to eat a bowl of clusters, my cat came into the living room, got in the vomiting position, and gave 2 warning cries...that's something that has never happenned before, I knew this would be bad. It was an Oliver tsunami!!!!! He flooded about 10% of the living room! Puddles, people, puddles!!! Apparently, Cali did a minor river in mom and dad's room and the family room downstairs. That was gross. Threw some paper towels over it and finished eating, then made mom clean it lol. Dad got the other stuff.
Then a few minutes later, while I was happily eating, mom was like "would you check my email to see if I got anything since you won't be home tonight to do it?" I was like yeah. I continued eating. She's like "I mean now." I go "I"M EATING!!!" But I was totally frustrated withher and I got up and started the computer. Came back down 30 seconds later and there is my mother in the dining room digging in the china cabinet for vodka! I totally fucking caught her and she totally knew it and acted like I was out of MY mind!!! She poured some in something, I didn't bother to look at what. She all like "I was looking for your little corncob man you made. I thought it would be in here." I screamed at her. She just kept sticking to her story. I was not intrested in going along with her story. I wish she would just die!!!!
Tonight I have to work 3-11 for someone. I'm nervous about it because I don't know what is going to happen. I hope nothing else bad happens. People still haven't spoken to us about it. I now officially know that they know, and nobody will talk. It's so obnoxious. I had a dream that Shirley came to me and started to talk about it but then everyone started to come up so she ran away. It was actually a semi comforting dream. However, in reality Shirley ain't that nice. I was so totally good yesterday and well behaved. Offered all my extreme value buys. She put on her nice face for the customers and played with the little kids. My register was gross with chicken blood, so I was cleaning and I didn't see the old man that was looking at me. He decided to go on self checkout. Shirley was immediately displeased. "Melissa, why don't you blah blah blha blha ~~~~~~~~." I began listening and then just turned my back and cleaned some more. Fuck her. Yeah, Shirley, ok, fine, wahtever.
Ok well the cats are screaming again, I'm gonna go shower so I don't have to deal with it.
Melissa
PS Happy Birthday to Kelly Dickens and Chris Gloff

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