morning

You gotta remember, these are simple people. Salt of the earth

~ Bon Steele ~ 9 Comments

Oh.
My.
Gawd.

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The house that D and I were supposed to move into — the one that had been described as “having some furniture in it”? Yeah. It is FULL of furniture. Also, clothes, makeup, food that has been left over the summer in a non-ac’d house….In other words, when they moved out, they only took what they could take in suitcases. EVERYthing else is still there. Including the two cars sitting in the driveway.

And he wondered why the house wasn’t selling.

*eye roll*

So, now I am put in the untenable position of having to find somewhere to live (that we can afford!) today. Because I am flying out to FL tomorrow. And I am working today. Somehow, must find a place to put his things, and us.

 

**PANIC**

I ain’t no goddamn mermaid!

~ Bon Steele ~ 27 Comments

Whatever I did to my foot, I am terribly sorry & I swear I will never, ever do it again. Now, if someone would tell me what I did I will fulfill that promise.

The ball of my right foot, right under my big toe hurts. Its actually been hurting for over a week but I have been ignoring it. I thought it was just because I have been wearing flip flops for the last couple of weeks. But, I have quit that and it *still* hurts.

If anyone remembers the original Little Mermaid (afore Disney fucked it up), they will recall that part of the price of her new legs was that it would feel like she was walking on knives with every step. I guess I am lucky that its just in the one foot. If it does not stop in the next week or so, I will go have it x-rayed to make sure I didn’t actually break something. As I woke up with this, it would have to be something I did in my sleep. And, I swear to Rudy, my life just isn’t that exciting.

In the good news department, I am supposed to leave on Thursday for a 10 day trip to the land of FL. I will bring back prezzies for everyone, including one for me. A really *good* prezzie for me.*

Counting down. Three..Two….

~ Bon Steele ~ 7 Comments

Dear fucktards who busted in my side window last night,

Did you enjoy the bottle of Excedrin and the mascara? What about the pressed powder? Because that is all you got. You left anything else of value in the car. So basically, you’ve caused me about Xxx My Deductible xxX$ worth of glass damage so that you could have about fifteen dollars worth of makeup.
I hope that your balls swell up and pop like bad tires on a hot day in the desert, you worthless sacks of scum.

DiaF and absolutely no love whatsoever,

~Mare