Been-a-while!!!!

My friends,

It has been forever hasn't it?

I didn't get a chance to write this week for several stupid-ass and inconvenient reasons:

We bought a new 2006 Mazda Tribute for Hubby. ( pictures to follow at a later time)

Holiday retail season is kicking my ass.

The guy doing our bathroom blocked my computer in with sheet rock. For 4 days.

So, currently I am using the computer at Hubby's job. It feels good to type to y'all. It's like starting up a conversation with and all friend. Well, I guess it is in a sense.

So, what new rants do I have to share with the world wide web. Let me think. I really wanted to buy a pad so when ideas come to me, boom. I can write them down.

A bit of info on my main guy Sesshomaru is that is his name means "destruction of life" or "destruction man" in Japanese. I just learn that today. Okay, not so much rant, but, there is always room for Sesshomaru in this blog. Deal.

The asshole doing our bathroom ( yeah, he has reached the rank of outta whack, emotional asshole) decided to take some time off, and not work on the bathroom. As I said earlier, leave sheet rock blocking my computer. I think the only thing he managed to do this week was put insulation up, which my cats seem to find fascinating. So today he came to put sheet rock up on the ceiling. Wonderful. At this rate, the bathroom will be done by the time I hit menopause!

Did I mention the outta whack and emotional part? Don't get me started. Why is it that these hard working blue collar type folks always seem to find skanky women? Let me give credit, not all of contractors, masons, carpenters, plumbers, etc. have truck stop or trailer park crack head, drunk skanks, but I would say at least 85% of them can't seem to attract in thing but easy yet trifling women. This guy here is aware his chic is a skank. Knows she is a drunk and a pot head. Also knows she has the education of a retarded hyena, oh and did I mention she could suck a softball through a garden hose (yes, I said softball)? But he still wants to hang on even when she tells him she wants to spend all his money, be a pain, and stay with her pot provider over the weekends. It's cool, because he is convinced if he is mean to her (not kick her out or dump her) she will realize what a good man he is. The only thing she is going to realize is her dumb ass sugar daddy is even stupider than she thought. Guys wake up. Most women like being pampered. If you get one that takes pampering from you and someone else, it's obvious you should move on. You are the girl of the relationship and you need to go on a pilgrimage to find your balls. Hence, he has been too emotional to work on my bathroom. Fucking pussy.

Work has been everything I expected it to be. Stressful from the gidgets doing their Christmas shopping and using the season as an excuse to be lazy, rude, and ignorant. Christmas is a day. It's a holiday, not a condition. If I have to ring up one more inconsiderate Christmas shopper, I think I'm going to write of civilians again. I mean really. A customer asked me for 2 $20 gift certificates and changed her mind after I wrote the amount on the card. So, I couldn't scratch it out, that would look terrible. So I re-wrote the amount on two new cards and gave those to her. So at that point, I needed to pawn of those two with "$20" written on them. The first one was easy. I love men. They are so easy to convince. I told that guy I would dance at his wedding. I will if he ever comes back to the store to claim it. The second one I sold after two women of obvious upper higher class ask me why I would want to push of my stupid mistake off on them and make them look like they were confused and cheap. A simple "no" would have worked. Finally I got a women who wanted one for 20 but didn't know what design she wanted. I told here she would also get a jig from me. Gift card peeps, call me!

Hubby and I attend the annual Christmas dinner for his company. Boy I got smashed. I'm still kinda lit, nah. Trust me, stay away from any drinks named after a national disaster. I needed the gin and juice to open the night and be able to be pleasant to my mother-in-law. She really takes all the joy out of my life. The sick thing is She is a two time cancer survivor and apparently flirting with death didn't make her a nicer person. I love the fact that her family makes these wonderful excuse for her actions, attitude, and personality but, they are excuses. The woman is not a nice person. She can't be nice if it was to save her life and that of several innocent orphans. She just is a spiteful unhappy person. She is so miserable that it is not contained by her body. So it leaks out to others. To this day, I still vomit when I think I have to spend time with her. I know karma is probably gonna get me for how I feel about her, but that's how I feel. I hope karma will excuse that. It's me being honest. Sorry.

Here is my send off. Guess where it's from:

CONNOR: Now you will receive us!
MURPHY: We do not ask for your poor, or your hungry
CONNOR: We do not want your tired or sick
MURPHY: It is your corrupt we claim
CONNOR: It is your evil that will be sought by us
MURPHY: With every breath, we shall hunt them down
CONNOR: Each day, we will spill their blood, 'till it rains down from the skies!
MURPHY: Do not kill, do not rape, do not steal. These are principles which every man, of every faith can embrace.
CONNOR: These are not polite suggestions. These are codes of behaviour. And those of you that ignore them will pay the dearest cost.
MURPHY: There are varying degrees of evil. We urge your lesser forms of filth not to push the bounds and cross over - into true corruption, into our domain.
CONNOR: But, if you do, one day you will look behind you, and you will see we three. And on that day, you will reap it!!
MURPHY: And we will send you to whatever God you wish.

Lady Yokai