So, took the rats to wal-hell today..... I don't know why the hell I go there to waste time I also don't know why I keep hitting the ctrl key and I to put this shit into italics and I have no idea why I am simply too bleeding lazy to fix it...anyhoo....I have simply got to stop going to wally world to waste time...sure, I only spent three bucks there today, but it was a complete waste of time....I need to get my mind around the fact that, as everybody knows, they are pure fucking evil....I should put more effort into buying local...but with my luck WM has squashed every frigging business that I would need to suport.....so maybe I just better get back to DIYing and thrifting....just like before. I should really also spend more time making shit and/or reading than sitting on my arse in front of this thing. I should be teaching the rats how to make things....like a good mother should - italics on purpose, for once

anyway....the ceramics in the kitchen still aren't fucking done, but he was off the whole weekend, plus thurs and fri, due to work shortage....funny how cocksucker extrordinaire (sp?) was off for 7 months with a broken leg, is back a week, full out of town expenses and every guy BUT HIS ass are sitting home the last two days of last week....what a fucking joke....and so it goes...anyway, the stove still isnt hooked up, but hopefully he will at least grout the fucking tiles tonight underneath it....its either that or I will do it myself.

You're an agitator! Your kids have grown up on the
front lines of rallies and pickets, and chances
are that you boycott at least one company for
its bad business practices. Your kids are
learning what matters to you and how they can
change what matters to them.

What kind of a freaky mother are you?
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Soooooooooooooo...monday night I went to this yoga class I signed up for...it was alright, but before I had left, manly asked if it was a beginner's class or a toe lickers class - apparently that is what more advanced classes are called...I did not know this. He also wondered aloud if it were a mail instructor or whatnot and called into question the sexuality, were it a man....so the entire class, these thoughts were poisoning my mind...to the point that I could barely keep a straight face in my non-toe licking poses.....conclusion? I think the instructor's straight.....and why does this matter? not one bit...and there wasn't much toe licking going on...but I have the absolute worst balance EVA!!! oh well...at least I'm a good pretzle....just don't ask me to balance.

then I came home...and what should I see? The fucking kitchen floor torn up!!!! I was gone for less than two hours and he peels up the fucking linoleum!!!! Next time I better hire a babysitter for him....I am supposed to go to a Stitch and Bitch tomorrow...I will be gone between 3-4 hours....can he be trusted? highly unlikely....he still hasn't finished the back room....this means, no lights, no power, no trim, the t-bar still needs doing...he also needs to change the window in the kitchen as well as one in the back room and he needs to hook up the gas dryer...preferrably before the snow flies.....and now he has ripped up the fucking kitchen floor...and is talking about ripping up the carpet in the front room....can't wait....to start drinking