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so there's like 98239674350 inches of snow on the ground right now. be careful everyone, seriously. i'd say we've got at least a foot or so, prolly more. only in NE ohio do you get snow days in college.
i was supposed to get my new phone today, but i have a feeling any courier service has decided not to risk death in giant trucks today. i was supposed to get hot sauce today too. not just any hot sauce mind you, ZOMBIE HOT SAUCE! c'mon, would you expect any less of me? i got fleshfeast 2 for christmas and it's just been downhill from there. i try to overlook the fact that doyle has a hot sauce made by these guys.
we traded in a metric asston of games, systems, controllers and misc and got a ps3. i still haven't really played it because I STILL HAVE GODDAMN PNEUMONIA. joey's already thrown a controller. i told him that if this were to happen again i will be taking the system with me to school and work. beat up your 360 all you want, the ps3 is MINE.
i don't think he's even trying to find a job now. his version of job hunting is sleeping until whenever, calling the temp agencies he's registered with on monday and doing little to nothing else. it's maddening. a great deal of the jobs that are offered to him through the temp agency pay LESS than unemployment (whenever that actually comes through. it's a crap shoot here in ohio because our unemployment rate is getting pretty damn close to 10% so the unemployment office is running totally beyond it's capacity. i'd still like some time alone though, i actually try not to think about it because i get so fucking irritated having someone up my ass 24/7. he showers with me, he comes to my work throughout the night, he takes me to class since he crashed my car so i can't drive myself and he needs his car to "job hunt", he goes to bed when i do, wakes up when i do. the only reason i have this moment alone right now is because he's laying in bed and i would usually be in school right about now. when i'm getting too annoyed i go to bed, even if it's noon, claiming i don't feel well. i usually really don't feel well but it's mostly because i'd like to have 5 goddamn minutes without a 6'1" 200lb man up my ass. wow, that sounded awesome.
on top of that, his bill for money he owes me is fast approaching the $1500 mark. i have to cough up the deductible from when he crashed my car, i've been covering bills on my own, i had to pay his fine for wrecking my car because he failed to mention it was due and there'd be a warrant out for his arrest. he keeps maxing out my credit cards with all the shit he doesn't have money for and then i have to pay them back down, yet he can bring me a bag of candies and a flower to "cheer me up" at work. you know what would cheer me up? HAVING THE GODDAMN MONEY YOU OWE ME. i was just building my savings back up finally and *poof* it's gone. not to mention that we blew through my savings (about $4000) last year because he didn't feel like looking for a job when he got laid off. that's when i was home from the first spinal fusion for 3 months with him up my ass, yet again, the whole goddamn time.
we were going to try to buy a house soon, and he really gets into looking at them with me online, but there's no way in hell anyone in their right mind would give us a mortgage with the only income being mine. he's slowly spending the down payment i have set aside so i've pretty much given up on the idea of owning a house.
wow, this wasn't supposed to be a whining bitch post, but i'm just really irritated. i'm tired of having to support grown men who can't seem to make ends meet while i do it on half the salary. i think i'd just be better off to be on my own and stay that way. my responsibility seems to attract people who feel like shedding theirs. go me.
i was supposed to get my new phone today, but i have a feeling any courier service has decided not to risk death in giant trucks today. i was supposed to get hot sauce today too. not just any hot sauce mind you, ZOMBIE HOT SAUCE! c'mon, would you expect any less of me? i got fleshfeast 2 for christmas and it's just been downhill from there. i try to overlook the fact that doyle has a hot sauce made by these guys.
we traded in a metric asston of games, systems, controllers and misc and got a ps3. i still haven't really played it because I STILL HAVE GODDAMN PNEUMONIA. joey's already thrown a controller. i told him that if this were to happen again i will be taking the system with me to school and work. beat up your 360 all you want, the ps3 is MINE.
i don't think he's even trying to find a job now. his version of job hunting is sleeping until whenever, calling the temp agencies he's registered with on monday and doing little to nothing else. it's maddening. a great deal of the jobs that are offered to him through the temp agency pay LESS than unemployment (whenever that actually comes through. it's a crap shoot here in ohio because our unemployment rate is getting pretty damn close to 10% so the unemployment office is running totally beyond it's capacity. i'd still like some time alone though, i actually try not to think about it because i get so fucking irritated having someone up my ass 24/7. he showers with me, he comes to my work throughout the night, he takes me to class since he crashed my car so i can't drive myself and he needs his car to "job hunt", he goes to bed when i do, wakes up when i do. the only reason i have this moment alone right now is because he's laying in bed and i would usually be in school right about now. when i'm getting too annoyed i go to bed, even if it's noon, claiming i don't feel well. i usually really don't feel well but it's mostly because i'd like to have 5 goddamn minutes without a 6'1" 200lb man up my ass. wow, that sounded awesome.
on top of that, his bill for money he owes me is fast approaching the $1500 mark. i have to cough up the deductible from when he crashed my car, i've been covering bills on my own, i had to pay his fine for wrecking my car because he failed to mention it was due and there'd be a warrant out for his arrest. he keeps maxing out my credit cards with all the shit he doesn't have money for and then i have to pay them back down, yet he can bring me a bag of candies and a flower to "cheer me up" at work. you know what would cheer me up? HAVING THE GODDAMN MONEY YOU OWE ME. i was just building my savings back up finally and *poof* it's gone. not to mention that we blew through my savings (about $4000) last year because he didn't feel like looking for a job when he got laid off. that's when i was home from the first spinal fusion for 3 months with him up my ass, yet again, the whole goddamn time.
we were going to try to buy a house soon, and he really gets into looking at them with me online, but there's no way in hell anyone in their right mind would give us a mortgage with the only income being mine. he's slowly spending the down payment i have set aside so i've pretty much given up on the idea of owning a house.
wow, this wasn't supposed to be a whining bitch post, but i'm just really irritated. i'm tired of having to support grown men who can't seem to make ends meet while i do it on half the salary. i think i'd just be better off to be on my own and stay that way. my responsibility seems to attract people who feel like shedding theirs. go me.