Having trouble sleeping...third night in a row I'll be working on less than 3 hours of sleep. Fuck
Just had someone try to lift my wallet at Disneyland
Sadly no. I reported it immediately as he walked away. But yeah purposeful stumble into me, one hand onto my arm and another hand patting my ass hoping I had my wallet in the back pocket. Pissed me off but this is why I keep my phone and wallet in my front pockets.
Expectations for my sewing abilities are too high from everyone, and I think my daughter's Halloween costume looks like shit.
My wife and I were in the process of buying a house, and had a closing date of November 20th. Everything was a go ahead, just waiting on the home inspection. Best $520 I've ever spent in my life.....found that that the ensuite floor was rotting, had major structure issues, plumbing, roof....fuck you name it had major issues. I was at work while the inspection was being done, but my wife and my father-in-law went along and they said it was a fucking nightmare. I was stoked to be moving too...oh well, it's back to square one now.
A home inspector really is the best money ever spent. 9/10 it seems like a waste because everything is good to go, but in your case, you saved yourself thousands long term.
Excuse me, ignore the post if you don't want to read the rantings of a raging cuntaholic.
I work Downtown San Diego at a chain restaurant. I literally moved yesterday and spend the first night in the new place. New bed, new everything. I'm sure everyone here understands that you don't fucking get sleep for a while when you move. It's just not right and short of taking nyquil it's just toss and turn. I have the option to move to the other store which is 5 minutes away from where I now live. They are more strict there but busier and closer. I had been swaying towards staying downtown because of familiarity but fuck downtown and the SD Nazi Police Force because fuck them and their $78 fine for parking slightly in the red. Note: I have a motorcycle and it was motorcycle parking but yes, the tire was slightly. over. the line. Fuck these people man. They even ticketed our work truck for not showing proper registration sticker. But if you look at the plate, half of it's there and the other half had been torn off. No questions, no nothing, just: here's a fine. Fuck you. I just worked a great delivery and thought I had made up some of the money I had spent while moving. Not every day I get a $100 gratuity delivery. Nope. $80 (after the fee for of course paying online, again fuck you San Diego, I hate this FUCKING city. Never in my life have I had to deal with so much SHIT from a city.) just gone.
So no sleep, locked myself out of the new house this morning, little food, huge ass ticket, no fucking money today, and homework due tonight.
I can't deal anymore. I had been doing great with my life and really motivated but today man. Mentally I am crashing down in a pool of tears and while I know it's mostly due to exhaustion, I just can't care. I feel like utter shit. I was even supposed to help my ex (amicable) tonight but I had to bail. I can't, I just can't.
Least I'm about to call my boss and say transfer cause screw going downtown anymore. They literally have interneted meters that send when a car is about to go over to these officers phones so they can be ticketed a minute past their due. Fucking cunts.
^Meditation helps a shit ton, btw. Now, move over cuz I have some major fucking fw problems. So I went to a wedding last Saturday and met a friend of a friend, nice girl, etc. etc. Well, she's a bloody great dancer. We danced every fucking thing they played: bachata, cumbia, hiphop, ranchera, rap, rock, charleston, everything. Now my legs are killing me and today's leg day. OH GAWD.
Sometimes things work out really well.
Airenn. Don't park over the fucking red line.
Yep. This is exactly what they are there to do.Note: I have a motorcycle and it was motorcycle parking but yes, the tire was slightly. over. the line. Fuck these people man. They even ticketed our work truck for not showing proper registration sticker. But if you look at the plate, half of it's there and the other half had been torn off. No questions, no nothing, just: here's a fine.
If you weren't over the line,
you wouldn't have a fine.
That even rhymed. (Near rhyme on this one)
Stop parking like a fucking asshole.
If I wanted to park like an asshole I'd take up an entire car space. Or Leech off a parking spot. Shit mate, I wasn't blockin' nothing. But gdamn!
GOD AIRENN YOURE SO AWFUL WHY DONT YOU JUST PARK LIKE A CIVILIZED HUMAN BEING INSTEAD OF SOME TRAINED ANIMAL
NOPE
That being said, obv. I'm mostly mad at myself. Doing real well lately and a lapse in judgement (I wasn't even really late.../sigh) cost me the money I made today. Totes gotta bitch and blame the pd tho cause fuck da polizia
FUCK THE POLICE, COMIN' STRAIGHT FROM THE UNDERGROUND