Cuz' you're my Lady

So, today was the day that my father and I took my car into an auto shop to have it inspected for free (that was the special offer for students). And they had my car on the lift for maybe ten minutes when they came to get us. The mechanic guy came up and started shaking my cars front passenger side tire quite vigorously. Which isn't normal (keep in mind my car is about eight feet in the air). He said that that is extremely dangerous and is the cause of all my problems (basically). The cars tire bearings are so bad that he warned me to drive carefully home so that my tire doesn't come completely off while driving! On top of that my dad is a horrible backseat driver. I was almost cussing at him to shut the hell up. We made an appointment for Monday to fix it (which means it'll hopefully be quieter now, yay!) Although it did set me back just over another 300 dollars...the cars in great shape and that's how much I bought it for AND it gets about 32 miles to the gallon. So I think she'll pay for herself over time.

After going through my stuff at my dads, I remembered that I had hundreds of AOL cd's that I collected when they were free at stores (remember the FREE TAKE ONE! signs? I took major advantage of that). Well I'm going to take a box of them to my Mom's and put them on my wall in the second part of my bedroom. So I get to go to an arts and crafts store to get putty or something to secure them to the wall so that I don't damage the wall too much. It's gonna be freakin' awesome!

One bad thing about my car being basically on bed rest til Monday afternoon is that I'll have trouble getting to Taylor's today and this weekend. I guess he'll have to bike over or I'll have to walk over, which will take forever. Seems there's a lot of weird stuff going on there too. Just miscommunication. I think it could be solved if he calls me more often. Instead of whoever he's been calling so much.

There will be Pokemon

The stars don't shine quite as bright as they used to...

Today I'm at my Dads house, and I'm staying here for a few days. Robyn is back and living at my Moms house with the rest of the party. It's pretty hectic and she even had a new tattoo to show off, yay for her. Jr. announced that he was inlove with his wife again (because Ashley went back to dating Ed). And he finally discovered that Ashley was literally a prostitute. Doing her job in places like gas station bathrooms and even porter potties... guess I really should have hooked her and John up. He'd owe me a lot.

Yesterday I got in trouble with Taylors parents (nothing new there, right?) We were watching a movie and the time kinda ran over the curfew I'm allowed to be over and his dad got home and threw a fit or something. So now I'm not allowed to stay past 10 p.m. which really cuts our time short, and if I'm there past 10, then it gets cut to 9 p.m. I don't see what the big deal is. I drive myself around (even FOR them) and it's not like we were having sex, like we might as well have been doing since we got accused of doing so anyways. That's right, still not having sex at all. Why can't others keep their legs together? I don't know.

While I'm at my Dads, I've taken the liberty to go through all my childhood goodies. I've given tons to Goodwill, tons have been thrown away, and my car is stuffed with crap that I have to further go through and take home to my moms. I still have things I have to go through downstairs and take to Aprils house since some of it is hers. I power washed my doll house and it's sitting in the drive-way drying off. That'll have to stay here until I have my own house and a place to store it; don't really have a daughter to play with it right now anyways. Got rid of lots of stuff and the basements looking better. Now what to do with the boxes in my car...

New Shoes

Yep, I did it. I finally bought new shoes. My slip ons were really starting to be rough on my feet so I said enough's enough. And I do love my new shoes, they're exactly my style. Basically they're white sneakers with random things drawn on them. From skulls to rainbows; oh and sequins too. Makes it all better.

So the other day one of my kittens was hit by a car outside my house. So my only other kitten, Annabel, is all alone in the backyard. When Grey Kitty came to visit yesterday, Annabel practically tackled him she was so happy so see another feline. I feel so bad for her...I don't know how she's going to make it through the winter now. Looks like she just may be the fourth cat in our house. Crazy.

Both Chris Jr. and Ashley deleted me off their myspace. Ha ha. Totally their fault. Jr. was trying to convince us that he and Ashley were 'just friends', then I piped up and said "then why did you say you loved her on her myspace?" BUSTED!! His life is falling apart, he's finally realizing what its like to be an actual parent. Yeah, not easy, huh? Or cheap. I let him borrow 20 bucks so he could go out and see the demolition derby and he said he would pay me back. So the next day, when I needed gas money, I demanded it from him and he was like "20? Nick has your other 10." I threw a fit, I let him borrow TWENTY not ten. Needless to say, I got my twenty and he tried to guilt trip me by saying that he got it from his grandma and that it was all he had. Too bad. He knew he'd have to pay me back. Get a job like the rest of us have to.

Which I'm looking for another job. Something in the city so I don't have to go back to camp and be away from everyone for weeks at a time. All the while not getting paid NEARLY enough as I should. Fuck. Also, my middle break light is out (since I have a wagon) so I really hope I don't get pulled over. It won't be a big deal if I do, because I've never been pulled over before, so I can't get a ticket for it. Well, here's the update. I gotta go back and spend time with my little Annabel so she doesn't decided to kill her self or run away...

A break from the usual with Aunt Taylor....

Today I'm sitting here with Taylor baby sitting my nephew, R.J. My sister has her plasma screen on the wall and it also acts as a computer screen. So sci fi... But yeah, R.J. is moi moi much better behaved than the other four nephews and neices now living at my Moms house...that's right. They've officially moved in with us. Thanks to that cheap whore Ashley. Robyn, my sister in law, tried to kill herself all because Ashley was being herself again and was successfully tearing their family apart because she wanted my step brother Chris Jr. and since he's a man-whore (perfect I know, right?) he's all over leaving the woman who bore him four kids for Ash, whom has boobs now (who'da thought?), and likes to show them off (cuz she has nothing else worthy of showing off). Did I meantion she was living out of her car for a looooong time? And that she had her own apartment lined up for her AND a job but she quit her job and left to go live with Jr. and Robyn and their FOUR KIDS in Lapeer? Ya know, to continue her mini skirt parade? And that she had the nerve to ask me for help to get her life on track, but then did exactly what I told her NOT to??? High school all over again!

She was also pregnant (supposedly) and lost it over night after going to the hospital. She left a voicemail on my phone but she didn't sound unhappy about it. I called her back and she sounded just fine saying "just because I only had it for a month doesn't make it any easier". Then she had to pump gas and said she'd call back. She never did. That's okay. While living with my step brother, Ashley kept emailing her ex boyfriend (who broke up with her because he wanted to constantly have threesomes with his ex gf) and said that she was sorry for losing his baby (even though she told me that Craig had gotten her pregnant) and that she was going to go back to him soon so they could start their small family again. DRAMA!

Ash, also said that she hopes Robyn kills herself so it would be easier for her (Ashley) to gain custody of the four grandkids. Why the HELL would she ever gain custody!? She's not even family! She can't even take care of herself let alone ANY other living creature! We're talking about a girl who purposely choked on a peppermint to get a boys attention. Well now Robyn's at the funny farm because she did try to kill herself because Ash was successfully tearing her family apart. So now, Jr.s living with us officially and his kids are lil demon spawns from HELL. To put it nicely. They don't know any manners. It's going to take a lot of work to fix the damage that has been done. IRONICALLY, the two oldest are going to a young 5's program and Ashley's mom is their teacher. What a small world we all are involved with...

More to come later. R.J. has awakened and it's time for lunch. So I spend the day with my fave nephew who actually can be called the golden child. It's nice to see a child actually being raised properly.

Retro, baby, tis the season

I actually wanted the first week back from camp to be a relaxing one, but its actually turning out to be a busy one. I went shopping yesterday, tonight I'm going to the movies, tomorrow I'm getting my new phone (hopefully), and Wednesday I'm carpooling up to band camp. Thursday I plan on going through my stuff at my Dads house; deciding what will stay and what will go. Busy busy.

I'm totally re-vamping my room. I've noticed my style has changed to something that's not quite punk but not quite retro. It's fun to wear and you don't get stereotyped as much...and I got whistled at today. Yeah, baby! And I'm boarder line obsessed with anything styled like a cassette tape, not to mention my purse attracts attention where ever I go. I spent about ten minutes in Claires yesterday talking about it with the cashier ladies. Needless to say I bought new ear rings. Almost bought new shoes but if I'm uncertain then I know I'm not ready for new ones (even though my feet are).

Rocky is officially gone. I'm pretty sure the neighbors have him. The ones that moved last week were the ones that always took them. And Seniors being anal about Alaina starting to spray, and my mom says that if Queenie does it again then she is going to the pound. Now, I don't mind getting rid of Queenie (though she is being nice to me) but why do we have to take her to the pound? Animals DIE there people! It's kinda unfair that we get rid of Alaina on a whim when Queenies been spraying for over a year now. At least Alaina uses the litter box and is friendly with kids, also she likes everyone. It'll only be a matter of time before Buddah is threatened to. I knew there was a reason I liked male cats better...wait, they're the ones who are supposed to be spraying, not the females. Oh what a screwed up world we all live in.

I had an odd dream last night, so well thought out...locker number 844...gotta remember to stay away from that one...