i give up. i can't fucking take this shit any more. i can't take life just deciding it's AOK to pile MORE bullshit onto me.

just so everyone knows, chances are... pretty fucking good that I'm going to completely lose net access sometime Thursday. Dunno when I'll get it back.

So... sorry. To people who like me. Or depend on me ha ha ha ha what am I saying.
swordianmaster: fluttershy looking especially creepy (TACOOOOS)
( Sep. 12th, 2011 06:34 pm)
(my little sunburn)
i used to wonder what heatstroke could be
(my melanoma)
until celly made it a hundred degrees

fuck the world. fuck everything. FUCK.

fourteen loads of laundry

thirty five dollars worth of washer/dryer cash

and we still have at LEAST four loads until we're done - at $2.50 a load ($1.25 per wash and dry) that's another ten dollars, plus the cost of washing whatever we've worn until we can get that money.

Holy SHIT we have too many clothes. Fuck.
Well, we're moved in, the cable/internet/phone is installed, and things are looking better slowly but surely.

The bad news:
  • The AC here is shit. ughhhh so sweat. Fuck you, Texas, fuck you HARD.
  • A few things either couldn't come with us (hotel property, hurr) or we simply didn't need to have due to our cramped living space, things like desks (for the computer), phone cords (hrrrr) and chairs.
  • MY DAUGHTER HAS ENOUGH TOYS TO FILL THIS ENTIRE FUCKING APARTMENT. We are going to need to sort through what she has and get rid of a lot of it. Goodwill should be happy.
  • We have approximately seven ten gallon garbage bags full of dirty laundry, and until DeAnna's paycheck comes in, we may or may not have the spare income to use the on-site laundromat. Hurf durf herpety derp.

But... hey! Baby steps forward and all that.