...Caught you in the morning with another one in my bed. Admittedly that's the song on my ipod right now so now, I did not catch my boyfriend cheating on me. :P If there's one good quality about him, he's faithful.

So here's a question for you. My sisters have been treating me like crap. I've finally had enough and just quit talking to them. So today, Julie comes over and asks me a question and I just ignore her. So tell me why she STOMPS OFF calling me this and that blah de blah like I was the one in the wrong??? That pisses me off! Jen does it too! Like, if someone was ignoring me, the first thing that would come to MY mind is "uh oh, what did I do and how can I fix it?" But wait, I forgot, my sisters are perfect and never do anything wrong!

OH! And speak of the devil, guess who just walked in! Julie. She wanted to know if she could use one of my tortillas! Once again, I ignored her and she stomped out and slammed my door! I don't care how childish I'm being right now, I'm just so sick of yelling and I'm so sick of getting walked all over. I think this might be a last resort before my family causes me to become admitted into the psych ward. Hey, at least I would get some rest, right?

Work sucked ass yesterday too. People are just ASSHOLES! Let me tell you about Hummer bitch! I hand her the drinks in a cup carrier and she's all like "I don't want the tray" like all snotty and shit! So I take the drinks out but I take them both out at once. Not to hand to her together, I was just pulling them out of CHRIST'S SAKE because she didn't want the fucking carrier! She yells at me! "CAN YOU HOLD ON FOR JUST A MINUTE I CAN ONLY TAKE ONE AT ONCE!" FUCK LADY! I didn't even hand them to you yet! Like I said, I was simply taking them out of the carrier! You know what? I need to get my hands on a Hummer cause apparently driving one gives you the right to treat people like SHIT! Fucking whore! And then, there was Cell Phone Guy! Right, I hand him his order and ask if he would like any "salt, pepper, or ketchup?" and he yelled at me too! "SHUT UP CAN'T YOU SEE I'M ON THE PHONE?!" SERIOUSLY?! WTF?! Then there was the bitch after him (yes they were all in a row). I ask the same question. "Any salt, pepper, or ketchup?" To which she replies NO. I give her the bag and start to get the next order ready. She BANGS on the window and honks her horn so I walk over. "Oh did you need something else?" "WHERE'S MY KETCHUP?! YOU DIDN'T GIVE ME MY FUCKING KETCHUP?!" By this time I was thisclose to just walking out.

BUT! I have some good news. I have a meeting today with a potential business partner. If anything she'll at least be someone I can bounce ideas off of and get some advice and referrals from. *prays that all goes well* I'm looking into buying a scanner too, so that I can possibly try to sell some photography online, like some art shit and landscapes and stuff that I've done. So cross your fingers for me. I may FINALLY have my ticket out of the shithole that I like to call the BK Lounge.

I'm so done with holidays. DONE! D-O-N-E DONE! Something stupid always happens,usually my sisters being total bitches and I am done with it.

So for those of you who do not know, I am a vegetarian. So no, I did not eat any easter ham. I did, however, cook it. I cooked the whole entire fucking dinner. I cooked the ham, my own veggie lasagna, mashed potatoes, scalloped potatoes, green beans... I did it all. I set the table. I washed the dishes. All I asked my sister Julie to do was get her clothes off of the chairs so that we could sit down and I get:

"YOU'RE NOT MY FUCKING MOTHER YOU NAZI BITCH! I'LL MOVE MY CLOTHES WHEN I WANT NOT WHEN YOU SAY!"

Right. Happy Easter to me. It's not like I said anything to deserve that. I popped my head in her room, told her and Jennifer that dinner was just about ready and asked Julie if she could please move her clothes. I said please. I spoke in a soft tone of voice. So WHY the hell did I get that for a response?

I'm just so done trying to do nice things for people. That also means giving Julie a place to live when my parents move to PA. Yup. It's official and I don't see myself changing my mind this time. I will be getting an apartment for myself and that is it. Good luck, Julie, trying to find a friend who will let you live with them for free, like I would have. No way am I going to put up with that shit. When I move out on my own I want to be free to do what I want, when I want, with whom I want, and not have to walk on eggshells to keep the princess happy. And Jennifer? I hope you get stationed far away in the Navy. I'm done with both of you!

And you know what? A BIG FUCK YOU to my dad. Do you know that the other day, he criticized my eating. Ok, for one, this is the fucking fatass that eats TWO WHOPPERS WITH CHEESE AND BACON, KING SIZE MEAL!!! Ok, so before you even begin to talk to me about eating right, why don't you fucking examine yourself! Secondly, he threw a big huge BITCH FIT this morning because I had fresh vegetables in the fridge for my lasagna. Ok, so you complain that I'm not eating right... but I buy something to make a healthy meal, and you bitch because it takes up too much room in your precious refrigerator. FUCK you! Do you know when I first became a vegetarian that I used to cook myself ALL OF THE TIME but I gave that up because the KITCHEN NAZI would look over my shoulder and yell at me. So I started eating out and I did eat a lot of Subway, but I also ate a lot of bad stuff. Yes, I'll admit it. I am a Mighty Taco veggie burrito FIEND! BUT what was I talking about again? Oh yeah, my KITCHEN NAZI ASSHOLE FUCKING DAD criticizing what I have been eating. Look ass, I TRY, you don't so before you even BEGIN to even THINK about saying anything to me, I suggest you go step in front of a fucking mirror!

By the way, my mom is really cool and said thank you for cooking and helped me clean and wash the dishes. Just had to throw that out there. I <3 my mom.

As for the rest of my family? You can shove your thumbs up your asses and leave me the fuck alone. FOREVER!

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Ok, so now that I got that out of the way, let me just say that my veggie lasagna was BANGARANG! I didn't even follow a recipe or anythingggg! I loved it!

hee! hee! I only heard that for the first time today. I know, I need to get out more apparently, or so I have been told. Oh wellz!

So work sucked balls today. Sucked so much that I'm actually taking the time to update this, which I haven't done in what, over a month now?

I haven't spoken to my sister in a week. She's a bitch and she doesn't know how to treat people with respect. She, of course, doesn't think she has done anything wrong and only gets mad when I don't answer her. Too bad. I don't want to even know her until I get some kind of apology. And I mean a real one too. Not one where she just says sorry to end the fight. I am sick and tired of this rollercoaster bullshit. Every other week she does it all over again. Talks to me and treats me like I'm not even shit. Lower than shit! If you were really sorry, it wouldn't keep happening!

I work with lazy people too. They suck. And now I'm tired cause I'm a sleepy drunk and I had a bottle of Bailey's to finish off from St. Patty's Day. I wasn't in the mood for beer this year, so nope, no Guinness this time. Night!

So that's what I've been trying to do for the past hour. Wake up. As much as I would looooove to sleep, it's my last day off from work and I have shit to do. Besides, if I'm awake and bored, it might make the day seem a whoooole lot longer, right? Right.

I have to do laundry today. Oh yayyy. I'm almost tempted to load it all up in the car and take it to a laundromat, since the kitchen nazi is ALSO the laundry nazi. Grrrr... He's not home at the moment, which is why I have run to throw my first load in. I just don't know what I'm going to do when he gets home.

I got my income tax check in the mail yesterday. WOooo! Now, what to do with it. Do I:
1) Use it ALONG with my savings to put a very nice downpayment on a new car - or -
2) Use it ALONE to put an acceptable downpayment on a car, leaving my savings account for first, last, and security on a future apartment.
Decisions suck! I think I will go with Numero Dos though, cause then I can get my ass out of this house sooner. I was shooting for my birthday, but considering that's less than a month away and my bf is an idiot, I'm not quite sure that's going to happen. You know what? I'm about to say FUCK HIM and get a cheap studio by myself. Do you know that we have been discussing the whole moving together thing for like... years? But he's always got an excuse. "I have to many bills" *cough*LIEShelivesathomeandtheonlythingheispayingforisrepairsonacamarothatwillnevereverrunagain*cough* "I think we should get married first" EXCUSE ME?! SO I can support your ass the rest of my life NO THANK YOU! "My mommy wouldn't like it" Um... you're 27 years old? Isn't about time that we've weaned you from the breast milk? Anyways, I think my sister is moving in with me. Only problem is... she's paying for a lot of shit at the moment (she has REAL BILLS) and had to cut a lot of time at work because of school. So I would be carrying the bulk of the bills :( But I can't leave her aloneee. Especially since the day we got Dairy Queen she told me that if I left, she would follow cause there was no way she could live in this house without me. Awww... do you know how that made me feel? My too cool for school sister needs me! I've waited almost 22 years to hear that! :D

And yeahhh, I suppose that's all I got for now. I better go check my wash before the nazi gets a hold of it!

Ok, so let me be honest here. I haven't been to bed yet which would now make it... lemme think... twenty-eight hours straight without sleep. And you know what? Surprisingly I feel pretty good. Just don't ask me to do anything that could be considered work :P I don't know why I didn't go to sleep. There's no reason behind my staying up. I just did it.

SOOoooo the Kitchen Nazi has been in the kitchen since nine AM this morning. I did work up the courage to cook myself some breakfast, which was delicious I must say, and totally worth the bitching. Lunch however? It's almost two o'clock and I am STARVING! All I want to do is make a sandwich but he's got his fatass blocking everything and after what I went through at breakfast, I'm not sure I want to suffer the same for a sandwich. Goddamnit! I'm like, completely stressed out right now over it though, because lately shit like this does that to me. I mean, I'm twenty-fucking-four years old! I mean... He bitches about my weight (which I might add, he has NO RIGHT TOO since he isn't exactly the leanest man on earth) but like... won't let me fucking eat, right? Like, all I really really really want to try to do is get in at least three balanced meals a day, right? I'm really trying but I can't do it when he is here. All I can do is sneak food during the day, pig out on the dinner I have to make for myself because he can't accept the fact that I don't eat meat, which is fine with me, I'm just sick of hearing him BITCH about it, and then pig out again on some kind of late night snack that I once again, have snuck out of the kitchen. Yeah, I'm sure that's waaaaayyyy good for me. And do you want to know WHY I am not allowed to eat? BECAUSE I WILL MAKE A MESS. Because my dad has some kind of OCD or fear or something of DIRTY DISHES! You know WHAT THOUGH?! I WASH MY OWN DISHES WHEN I AM DONE WITH THEM! Soooo... what the hell is the problem?

Jennifer is being a little cocksucker too. I CANNOT WAIT UNTIL SHE GOES OFF TO BOOTCAMP! I am just so sick of her attitude. She's so spoiled! There are days that I swear I want to get into a car and drive it off the bridge into the rock quarry! I just can't deal with her anymore! GRRRRRR!

My boyfriend is being a dipshit too. I'm sick and tired of taking the backseat to all of his friends! He's not thoughtful and he never thinks about me and my feelings. I AM SICK OF HIM TOO! I am sick of having to specify every single thing to him. I thought that "I'm opening Sunday morning" would be enough for him to figure out that he should probably get here earlier. No, he tells me that it's my fault that he still isn't here at three because I was SUPPOSED to say "Well, I open tomorrow, at 5:30 AM, the same time that I always open but I have to be very specific with you. That means that I'm probably definitely going to make it an early night, which in turn means you should attempt to show up a bit earlier than, I don't know, the normal six o'clock. Wait, I'm sorry, I'm supposed to specify a time for you. Well, let's shoot for noonish then. Sounds great. Thank you." FUCK that. Why is it so hard for him to use his common fucking sense? I mean, I know he's a guy and all (no offense) but goddamn it! If I say I have to work early, then that probably means I'm going to have to go to sleep early. Right? Which means, stopping by at six when I might be showering at 7 to be in bed by 8 is probably not so cool. WHY IS THAT SO HARD TO UNDERSTAND?! Fuck shit ass cunt! Sorry... I feel better now though! :D

So yeah, I guess that's all that I have to rant about today. At least after tomorrow I am off from work for a week (thank god) soooo... yeah. I dunno. I started this post off in a good mood. Funny how alot can change in just over an hour, huh.

P.S. I looooove that livejournal has spell check!

I used that word A LOT today. WANNA KNOW WHYYYYYYY?!

http://www.dailymotion.com/video/x47isz_30...ul-lie-of_music
http://www.dailymotion.com/video/x47isz_30...ul-lie-of_music
http://www.dailymotion.com/video/x47isz_30...ul-lie-of_music
http://www.dailymotion.com/video/x47isz_30...ul-lie-of_music

THAT'S WHYYYYYYY!

Hmmm... who to blame for this one? I could blame Steph and Kim for talking about the show SOOOOOOOO MUCH that I just HAD to see it. I could blame Jennifer for dragging me to Best Buy today. OR I could blame myself for being SO DAMN WEAK and buying it along with Take The Lead and Degrassi Season 5. :(

Ok, I am sooooo weak. I'll admit it. If I would have had a few more dollars, I would have bought sooooo much more before Jen had to almost literally drag me out of the store. Right now, at this very moment, I'm fighting the urge to see how much money I have on my credit cards to spend. So far, I'm winning for once... YaY!

Work sucked, as ALWAYS. Ok, it honestly wasn't that bad today, just loooooong. I washed the windows outside, which was fun. Ok, not fun, but an AWESOME waste of time. And I get to do it ALL OVER AGAIN TOMORROW *groans*

I think I'm going to shop for a car this weekend. I'm both looking forward to it and dreading it at the same time. I mean, it's obvious that I need a car but I just don't want to deal with the hassle of fixing itttt and stufffff againnnnn! On top of that, I'm going to have to start apartment shopping soon. YAY more BILLS! SIKEEEEE!

AND now I'm going to bed. Beacuse I am tired. Goodnight.

:D I dunno... I just don't ever really find the time to write in and update these things. Tonight I suppose was the exception. I found myself incrediblyyy bored and yet unmotivated to do a thing. I spent a good chunk of the day in bed and before anyone wants to critizize and call me lazy; today was my ONLY day off this week. I have a right to be lazy. I was supposed to be off on Tuesday as well but was called in. BOO! Anyways, I have a week of laziness coming up in February and I seriously think I am going to spend the whole entire week in bed.

Yesterday I went to Fort Niagara with my sister Jen. That was fun and we had some great bonding time. Especially since we were the ONLY TWO PEOPLE THERE. You wanna know why though? Probably because it was like -100 degrees out by the lake. Ok, maybe not that cold, but cold enough. My dad was all butthurt that we didn't invite him because he practically LIVES at the Fort but you know what? One of the reasons why I wanted to go was so I wouldn't have to go home. He pisses me off so bad sometimes...

My other sister Julie has been wayyyyy friendly with me lately. I'm not complaining, not in the least bit, but I'm wayyyy confused. She fights with everyone in the house and then comes into my room to just hang out. The weirdest thing happened today though... we were both laying on my bed, staring up at the ceiling, and talking. Ok, so to most normal people with normal families that might not be so weird. Maybe she sees me as a possible ally, since I fight with everyone just as much as she does. Maybe she's getting laid. Maybe she's trying to be nice since I've been talking to her about getting an apartment with her, since my parents are moving to PA by the end of the year. *shrugs* Whatever it is, I hope it lasts, because Julie is actually a really funny, sweet, cool girl.

Hmmm... 12:04am. I have to be up for work in five hours. Great... so I suppose that's it.