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Angry Disney World Ranter Says Childless People Should Be Banned From The Theme Park

Aww, is someone angry because they secretly hate being a mother?

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A few days before my FWA left for let's screw my coworkers because of my choices leave, the one who tells like it is but never does announced she was going to be leaving for another job. Her last day was this past Friday. This should be fun, two people being gone at the same time.

For the most part, I didn't really dislike her, but she could be very trying as a coworker. You were damned if you do, damned if you don't with her. If you didn't do something, she bitched. If you did something, she found something to bitch about it. Most of the time I fought with myself whether or not to do something, because I wasn't sure which was the correct thing to do. So the one upside is one less person to walk on eggshells around. Sometimes I wonder if lawyers or doctors are as demanding as some of my coworkers. Apparently when Ms. Hail to the V's stuff is being set up for her next workday, there are many exact specifications of how it's done. Seriously- you're medical assistants, get the fuck over yourselves.

(And yes, I am completely aware of the complete and utter hypocrisy in my complaint of being damned if you do, damned if you don't, because if anyone is like that, it's me. There is basically NEVER any pleasing me.)

However, there is a little bit of bright light at the end of the tunnel regarding being short workers- my FWA delivered yesterday, more than a week early.

I Can Not

I know there are a lot of stupid people in society, but I have never in my life knew that there were people so incapable of common sense like the people I work with.

Don't get me wrong, I appreciate the laxity of the place to a degree, but my God a line has to be drawn somewhere. We've already been through how much my FWA gets away with. The miserable old bitch, whenever she isn't doing her normal job of integration, shreds charts, a job that is basically an absolute last resort of last things to do. She's been trained to do other things, but does my manager ever force her to do anything else? No, no she does not. She allows her to just do whatever the fuck she wants when she doesn't have integration work, with the exception of pulling out a book and reading, which hand to God she has actually tried to get away with doing.

Our most senior worker, while a good worker, I'm fucking sick and tired of the special privileges and hearing the bullshit of her age, the fact that she's been there 25 years, etc. Guess what? Nobody is forcing her to work. She CHOOSES to still work. 

And then this is what really has me ready to blow my cork. We have had months- fucking MONTHS- and plenty of downtime for people to cross train before my FWA goes out on maternity leave. Did anybody? No, no they did not. Did anyone offer? No, no they did not. Now she's going to be going out in less than 2 weeks for 24 fucking weeks. I cannot for the life of me understand why she is going to be out for so long, except that she's a histrionic little cunt.

Then I get an email the other day that my manager wants me to take over something my FWA does while she's out on maternity leave. Sure, because I'm not going to be fucking frazzled as is! Don't get me wrong, I like learning new things and having variety but I don't understand why someone else can't learn to do it. Apparently the miserable old bitch and our most senior worker, they're both just ever exempt from ever learning anything new. And the one who talks a lot is never taught anything new because she's so damn stupid (I'm not kidding, that is really why she isn't taught anything new).

Oh, and I'm sure our most senior worker will be exempt from ever being asked to do overtime when needed while the bitch is out. Probably no one else will be, with the exception of yours truly and our one at-home worker who is usually pretty good about doing it. It'll be so nice watching everyone get to skip out early because my manager is too incompetent to plan better for this.

I don't mind picking up the slack if someone is out for a medical reason, but picking up the slack because of someone's CHOICE? Fuck that. Frankly I think people who choose to not or can't have kids should be granted a maternity-like leave so those who screw their companies with their maternity, paternity, whatever the fuck CHOICE leaves can get it stuck up the ass for once.

And yes, while I like extra money, it's hard to think of doing overtime when you're barely making it through the 8 hours a day you're already doing. Struggling enough that not even halfway into your shift you're wishing you had a gun so you could go into the bathroom and blow your brains out, or you're entertaining the idea of walking out of the building and running into the major highway behind your complex. It's starting to get deeply concerning just how bad my depression is getting.

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The heat sensitivity seems to have settled down some. Still hurts to chew on that side though. And I've tried (multiple times) sticking a swab over each tooth and biting down and of course that never elicits any pain, so I can't even figure out what tooth it is, although I am almost positive it's the root-canaled tooth.

I don't know if it's just the post-period miserable or what, but I have been one cranky ass bitch this past week. I certainly don't feel like I am taking Prozac anymore. Which means I probably need to up my dosage but am still too chicken (I did up it to six days a week, but that lasted two weeks).

And I'm so damn annoyed with work. I keep telling myself to be happy I have a job, but I still drive in to work every morning hoping an 18 wheeler will nail me. My coworkers just get under my skin so damn bad. And lately it's been really bad.

My FWA has had a bit of an attitude problem this week and I'm about to put my foot up her ass. And I guarantee if you asked her what is up her ass, she'd be all I haven't slept WAH the baby hasn't slept WAH. At which point I'd have to walk away because I'd want to give her a look that would make Medusa proud and ask her if she really expects any fucking sympathy from me. YOU wanted to be a mother so bad, YOU constantly go on about how much "it's so worth it", YOU feed your kid junk food all of the time....sit the fuck down.

And other things that annoy me with them are really just my petty side rearing its ugly head. Like how I always like making my favorite doctor a pot of coffee whenever he is in. But for the past week and a half the MOB has been making coffee (apparently she "lost" her travel mug so she's had to make coffee in work instead of just, oh I don't know, BUYING A NEW MUG) so I haven't gotten to make it for him. And it's really grinding my fucking gears. Also, it's pretty funny how twice we've had birthday cake since my birthday and she's eating the cake both times. AND IT'S THE SAME EXACT CAKE AS WHAT I HAD. In fact, almost every morning this past week I've seen her eating a piece of cake from my FWA's birthday cake that was in the fridge. Yeah, okay.

And I'm annoyed how my lunch half hour is no longer mine. I have Jabber Jaws take lunch the same fucking time as I do and normally if I need some peace and quiet and the weather isn't bad, I might go and sit out in my car and have lunch. Except now even that isn't a pleasant experience because not only does my manager take lunch the same time, but she'll also sit in her car. And 99% of the time she's parked next to me. And it feels incredibly awkward sitting in my car right next to her.

On another note....it's snowing out. WTF????

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Boy, I don't know what is going on with me that I am not keeping up with stuff.

Somehow we made it through the week of Thanksgiving and got everything done. Of course the workload still hasn't died down and we're still getting slammed with a shit ton of work. It's never-ending! Like something needs to give. We need more people. Oh, our sister company thought they were being smart and laying the group of us off and taking on our jobs up there. And basically most of that work has come back to us. And to less people.

And I don't know if the workload is stressing me out more or the people there. Maybe I'm just too cranky, but my god, I have never met so many damn annoying stuck-up people in my life. It's like fucking middle school in that place. Everyone is sweet as sugar to each others faces, but the second they turn their back, they rip them apart. Am I guilty of it? Sure I am. But I don't pretend to be anyone's friend in that place. They're my coworkers. Nothing more, nothing less. Maybe it's a piss poor attitude, but I've learned the hard way that it's better not to make friends with coworkers. Plus I see the way those assholes act like they're friends and then badmouth them behind their backs. Except if you're the almighty Monica or Ms. Hail to the V.

There are about a hundred more things I'd like to bitch about with that place, but I just can't even muster up the energy to do. However, I will make nitpick at my FWA. Every single damn time her brat is teething, she gets all dramatic on Facebook over it. You'd think the baby was going through chemotherapy with the way she acts. I don't doubt for one second it isn't painful as fuck (can't say I remember all the way back to when I was cutting teeth) but JFC it's a normal thing every child goes through.

And in the grand tradition of things, the stupid bitch was bitching to me all last week about this woman who started this past winter. According to my FWA, this woman does whatever she wants to do and is nosy and likes to cut into other people's business. Now I do like this woman; however, she is completely exhausting to talk to because she just never shuts up. She'll just ramble on and on and on and jump from one topic to the next and I get so lost listening to her that after a few minutes I just want to scream SHUT UP. One time she mentioned to the miserable old bitch and me that she used to work as an ultrasound tech and the MOB asked her why didn't work as one anymore and she started rambling on and 25 minutes later she was still going on and we still had no idea why she didn't work as one anymore.

But for my FWA to stand there and bitch about someone else doing whatever they want? She who comes in whenever she damn well feels like it, takes lunch whenever she damn well feels like it, takes breaks whenever she damn well feels like it. Get real, bitch. And then to stand there and complain about someone else butting their noses into conversations? She who is constantly sticking her nose into other people's conversations, who will take the long way through the middle work area back to her desk just so she can make sure she isn't missing out on a conversation that she can butt in to and make all about herself. My God, this bitch is delusional beyond words.

I have off on Friday and my sister is already pestering me about what are we doing. I would like to do something; however I don't really want to go out with my BIL. And even though I love him to death, I am getting to the point where I don't even want to go out with my nephew. Every single damn time I go out with them, he has to act up and be a nightmare. If I had even the slightest doubt about not having kids before, I can safely say I definitely do not want them now.

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So we might be in the path of Hurricane Joaquin. Nothing is definite yet, though, so that means I will be spending a lot of time on my 3 usual weather sites keeping track. Oh joy. Someone from the NHC just had to go and open his big mouth last week and jinx everything, didn't he?

Tomorrow is the day I finally get my permanent crown. Let's hope the temporary stays where it's at in the meantime and everything goes okay. Although I still have to get this issue settled with my insurance, because I got another letter yesterday and the bastards are still trying to insist it wasn't necessary. I'm also worried that I am over-stressing the left side of my mouth and that my permanent crown on that side is going to break again. It's been feeling kind of sore, which has me really worried that it will. Or that another tooth will crack.

I had my annual last week. I was seen an hour and a half past my appointment time. The next time one of our patients complains because he or she isn't being seen within 10 minutes of their appointment time, I'm going to throw a clipboard at their heads.

And speaking of work, I can't even put into words how I feel about it right now. Our most recent MA went through all of her PTO before the year was even a third done, plus more and she put in for a vacation in November and it got denied. And she was pissed. So last Wednesday she was on the road and still wasn't back when I left for the day. The next day I see a note attached on my FWA's from the one who claims she always tells it like it is saying that she'd be working with this MA's doctor that day. So I assumed the MA called out. Then she wasn't in Friday. I come to find out on Friday that apparently she did come back Wednesday when everyone was gone and apparently tripped over my FWA's desk chair and fell into the filing cabinet and hit her head. I think she was trying to get a worker's comp case so she could be out of work. But then she must have realized her little scam wasn't going to work and she texted our new manager sometime on Friday that she quit. So now once again we're even more short-staffed than usual.

And the staff that is there is just getting under my skin. My FWA just being in my presence annoys me. Every time I walk by her car and see the forward-facing car seat I want to throw a rock through the window. Not only is that baby 6 months under the required age, but she's also almost 6 pounds under the weight minimum as well. She's so damn stupid, it gives me second hand embarrassment.  I seen her actually smoking for the first time today. I honestly never thought she could look more white trash than she already did.

And the one who claims she always tells it like it is is starting to really get under my skin. Not only does she make an obnoxious amount of noise doing basically everything, but especially when she is collating (she goes through the pages really loud; I'm tempted to ask her one day if she is trying to start a fire), but I never realized just how fucking condescending she is. No one is as perfect as her. All she does is bitch and bitch about everyone else's mistakes. Guess what, sweetie? You make them too. I can't tell you how many times I want to ask her and the miserable older bitch if it's lonely up there on their pedestals.

Ugh, people are so annoying. And my sister has a stick up her ass and doesn't feel like being around anyone. Because she is hormonal. Because she is pregnant again.

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So my last summer vacation is now officially over. The good parts:

- again, not as ungodly hot as previous years
- I only managed to get mild spots of sunburn
- the stores at both Barefoot and Broadway stayed open later than last year
- Ben & Jerry's and Kirk's ice cream (and I could enjoy it without feeling like my tooth nerves were being electrocuted)
- as always, LOTS of good food; one night we finally went to this place at Broadway called Sweet Carolina's that I have been dying to try and holy crap, the BBQ pork sandwich was awesome
- I retried the regimen my gynecologist suggested for my stomach and it actually helped big time
- it was not crowded at all
- I kept up with my exercise regimen, working out every day but last Saturday

The stinky parts:

- we were almost put in the room with the bug infestation again
- it rained the first two days
- I had to share a bed
- twice someone shit in the kid pool area and closed it down for the day
- my brother-in-law's attitude and patience with my nephew were gear-grinding, once causing me to storm out of the room and slamming the door as hard as humanly possible because his screaming at my nephew was upsetting my mother and pissing me off
- my temporary crown over my root canaled tooth broke into pieces on the last day at breakfast
- my mother's car's brakes started malfunctioning when we hit the Washington DC area on the way home, making for one very anxiety-inducing 4+ hour ride home
- it's over and I still want to punch all of my coworkers in the face (thank god I have off Monday for Labor Day)

That last one especially applies to my FWA. A new law just went into effect in NJ this past Tuesday regarding car seats and when babies can be turned around and apparently my FWA and her piss poor excuse for a boyfriend blatantly refuse to abide by the law. And have no qualms about posting their feelings on Facebook. On Monday, her fat boyfriend posted a picture of the baby in her forward-facing car seat and wrote something like "I do what I want to do" and my sister, who is friends with him on Facebook, laid in to him about it and said how it's an American Academy of Pediatrics recommendation and not just a weight and age requirement, it has to do with their immature heads and spines, etc. He of course made no argument against my sister, but my FWA piped in later that she (the baby) meets the weight requirement for the car seat. Honestly- what part of "immature heads and spines" does this stupid bitch not get? But I guess she knows better than the AAP, right? I swear, some people are so fucking stupid, sometimes I have to wonder if eugenics is really all that bad to use at times.

On a positive note, the pumpkin pie Blizzard is back! I was afraid with the 75th anniversary stuff going on that DQ might not bring it out this year. Thank god they did or I would have rioted.

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Today is my BIL's birthday. Frankly, I don't see why I should have to wish him a happy birthday or waste my time buying a card or use my own earned money to give him anything when he hates celebrating his birthday. Apparently, he doesn't like to be sang to. So we have a cake and that's it, no singing, if it's that much of a big deal. But for the love of God, there is no one who hates being sang to more than me and I fucking deal with it every year.

I wonder if he'll not get my sister anything for Mother's Day again this year. She's a better person than I am, because if I popped out my husband's kid and he didn't get me anything for Mother's Day, I'd give him divorce papers for Father's Day. In a box all wrapped up in nice manly paper.

So of course my FWA had to keep her word and pop in on Thursday with her brat. I don't know, she's a cute baby, but at the same time she isn't; I think it's because of who her mother is and the fact that she looks so much like her father. But the best part was when she was leaving and tells us all that we're going to be invited to her brat's christening party later in the spring. I smiled and said "Oh. Great!" while my brain was screaming "NOOOOOOOO" at an ungodly decibel level. Seriously, bitch? It's almost cute how much she thinks we all really like her.

She went to some play place on Friday and later on posted 86 pictures from it. Maybe because I am not a mother, but I don't understand the need to take that many damn pictures of your child playing. And the batch of pictures wasn't complete without several close-ups of her with the baby. She is someone who seriously needs to learn that close-ups aren't for her.

My period is expected to come tomorrow- whether it will or not is a horse of another color- but I still feel like I am not feeling as spastic or flying off the handle like I usually do. Well, there have been a few instances of major irritability, including a snap out on Thursday night when I was planning on having mac and cheese with dinner and found out my mom was making corn and because I have such issues with food going to waste I ended up having to figure out something else to eat (And simply eating both was out of the question because come on, mac and cheese and corn together? With my stomach?). A complete over-reaction, I know.

I'm still only taking Prozac every other day. At some point I guess I am going to have to try it every day, but I am not ready for that yet. So far my weight has been okay, but I am just afraid that if I start taking more then I am going to start to see weight gain.

My sister is trying to drag me into some drama between her and Mom. At first I tried ignoring her text and then a few hours later I got a text asking if I got it. Oh, okay, I guess it's always okay for her to ignore my texts half the time; unlike her, though, I don't go chasing after her to see if she read mine if she doesn't respond because if she doesn't respond then she doesn't really give a shit. And she keeps texting me and I feel like writing her back to leave me the hell alone.

I feel guilty for feeling like that and I feel horribly guilty that I don't even have the balls to defend my mother (my sister definitely isn't in the right with this situation) and I am so fucking hot right now and I feel like just freaking the fuck out. I swear to God, if I could go away forever, I would.

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Good news! I only had to work until 5 today!

Better news! I actually slept half-decent last night! I did wake up once, maybe twice, and had some strange ass dreams, borderline nightmares, but doesn't matter- I actually slept! Today was a pill day and I did remember to take it while I was on lunch, so let's see what happens tonight. If I sleep better tonight, then hopefully the insomnia problems are resolving.

I had to listen to my FWA bitch for the second time this month about a patient walking in on her while she is in the bathroom pumping. First off, I would not be the least bit surprised if she wasn't fully locking the door. And second off, WHY THE FUCK is she using the patient bathroom to pump her tits, especially on days when we actually have patients? I'd ask is she stupid or something, but we all know the answer to that. She has no business whatsoever hogging the patient bathroom a half hour at a time. It's one thing if we have no patients that day, but the days we do, she should not be using it. But god forbid she think of someone other than herself.

It would be nice if she would start thinking you know what someone has to sit at my desk at lunch maybe I should clean it. Yeah, right. Her entire desk is disgusting. Her keyboard is absolutely repulsive. I should do like my old man said and one day sit at her desk and break something up in my hand and sprinkle it all over her keyboard. She probably wouldn't even notice. Between her nasty ass and her fat lazy nasty ass boyfriend, I can just imagine what their apartment looks like. And to think of all of those pictures of her brat playing on the floor....that floor is probably a bio-hazard. God, she is so fucking nasty.

Ugh, it needs to be the weekend already. 

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There are plenty of things that annoy me about Facebook, but one of the biggest annoyances is when people post about winning things, like you have to post a picture of a car or something and state what color you want along with the picture and you'll be entered for a chance to win a car or whatever is in the picture. It astonishes me how many people fall for this shit.

Finally I got to have my appointment today. Waiting to be seen was not a picnic. For one, the waiting room was completely packed and the only seat that was open was in a corner between some pregnant chick and some old dude. The old dude smelled of cigarettes and kept coughing and the pregnant chick was restless and clearly uncomfortable and I would have actually felt somewhat sorry for her had she not kept leaning over on me and popping her gum. I started getting light-headed and dizzy at one point because I was coming very close to having a panic attack from being so jam-packed in. Then at some point, some lady comes in with her 3 kids and 2 of the kids kept pushing each other off of chairs and onto the floor and Mommy just kept playing on her phone. I was texting my sister and complaining about it and she made some comment that not everyone has the support of family to baby-sit. I texted her back and said that doesn't mean she can't control her kids. She barely even talked to them! It's sad when parents can't even interact with their kids because they're too busy with their eyes glued to their smart phones.

I feel like I got a little somewhere with this doctor. He did order more blood work and my FSH and LH levels are going to be tested again. Something to do with the ratio being off. He says he is not worried about menopause with me, so I take it I am not going through it, I guess. I also had the joy of having a uterine biopsy. Not a pleasant experience by any means. It felt like extremely bad menstrual cramps. And to make matters worse, my period came yesterday so I already had menstrual cramps. And there is the whole having to be examined vaginally while you're bleeding vaginally part. Being examined on a normal basis without my period is embarrassing enough. And apparently my uterus has a slight tilt to it. And I was officially diagnosed with PMDD.

I was also prescribed Prozac and birth control. I really don't want to go pick these up.

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Why the hell is Sarah Palin talking about running for president? That bitch couldn't even handle being governor. What is she going to do, become president and quit a quarter of the way through? The whole world would laugh at this country if she got elected president. Could you imagine that dolt talking to other world leaders? They would eat her alive. Could you see her talking with someone like Vladimir Putin or someone similar? And the best part is she'll quit and blame Obama for it somehow, not because she is an incompetent moron.

So I have been waiting and waiting to go to that appointment, the week finally arrives, and the weather is calling for a massive amount of snow Monday night into Tuesday. I keep hearing conflicting amounts, but last I heard was 12 to 18 inches. Words cannot even begin to express how unbelievably upset I am that I will probably have to cancel this appointment.

And if it's that bad, I probably will end up calling out from work. That company isn't worth risking my life for. Plus I can't remember who exactly it is who makes the decision to close our office, but whoever it is, they are either in Georgia or Texas. What the fuck is that shit?

And if it turns out as bad as it sounds, chances are a state of emergency will be declared and you know what? Any company that makes their employees go out during one of them should be heavily fined. There is a reason they are declared! There is no reason for anyone who isn't emergency to be on the roads during a state of emergency. There is no reason for our office to open. We can't even get all of our patients to show up on a nice normal sunny day. Does the company really think they're going to show up during a fucking snowstorm?

Of course, it's not like I couldn't work from home if needed. Except the company doesn't allow that anymore. And I would not be one bit surprised if my FWA has something to do with that.

I was reading some article in an AARP magazine about women who are having babies long after menopause and some chick in the article says that the bottom line is it's no ones business. Uh yes it is. When these women start popping out babies with deformities and defects, then it is everyone's business. Plus, there is a reason why women go through menopause and can no longer have babies. Why do people have to insist on fucking with Mother Nature?

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I was on that one Tartlr page last week and someone had asked the girl to post pictures of Andrew and his ex and a minor storm brewed between the girl, who loves Andrews's ex so much it's creepy, and some anonymous person who apparently dislikes her. It was embarrassing. These people who are obsessed with them are creepy, whether they dislike her or love her.

After I ate lunch earlier, I got back on the computer and my local news had posted a story that a white John Doe was found in the Schuylkill River and as soon as I saw it, I thought I bet it is Shane Montgomery. Not even 5 minutes later, another story popped up that it was him. I very rarely cry at news stories, but I did when I seen that. How sad. Obviously at this point the chances of finding him alive were super slim, but still. His poor parents. And like my sister asked, it is worse that they found him after the holidays or would it have been worse before?

And those poor people on the Air Asia flight. And their poor families. And even worse for the families of the Malaysian Flight 370, because they have still yet to find that.

And going to annoying people, my FWA posted of Facebook earlier that her brat has a cold and Mommy isn't happy! Get used to it, honey- kids are germ magnets and catch shit all of the time! And she really better get used to it if her brat is anything like her and "catches" everything, although I fully doubt she ever catches anything. But we all know she'll use her daughter being sick as an excuse to get out of work as much as possible. Her time off accrual was up one day- she went into the new year at almost -37 hours of paid time off and almost -220 hours of unpaid time off. Two hundred and twenty hours of unpaid time off! She's has to be making well over $14 an hour at this point, so if you figure she makes about $14.50, do some math, and that's over $3,100 a year before taxes that she is not getting paid. And then she has the balls to stand there and whine about never having money? Try working more, you stupid cow! Although I wouldn't put it past her to keep her pay at a certain amount so she can continue getting WIC.

She just posted this on Facebook about 10 minutes ago:

Oh, grow the fuck up.

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So that ginormous file ended up not being nearly as bad as I thought it would be. I didn't start it until 8:30 and finished it sometime around 3. Minus a half hour lunch and it took me about 6 hours. That's pretty damn good for me for a big chart like that. I actually finished it before 3, but because I just had to check over things before turning it in, I ended up finishing it then.

God, if I didn't have so much trouble concentrating and didn't have to obsessively check over things, I could probably knock out a a hell of a more work than I do now.

My FWA called out for the morning (she'll probably whine that she didn't get enough sleep again- if working mothers ever wonder why they get a bad rap in the work force, you can thank people like this bitch) and was expected in at 12:30PM. She came in at 12:50PM. And I guarantee my boss will not say a word to her. She'll just turn a blind eye to it all. Yesterday she came back 15 minutes late from lunch. But she never gets away with anything, right?

This weekend is going to SUCK. Saturday is our annual girl's shopping day, which I am not looking forward to. Sunday is a baby shower for one of my cousins, which I am not looking forward to. No time to have a really good sleep-in. At least next week is a 3.5 day week for me, although I won't be too surprised if my sister tries to hijack those 1.5 days.

Tomorrow is 1 year since I saw MGMT live last. *sobs* THEY NEED TO COME BACK!

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Can't believe it's time to go back to work already. Ugh. I dread going in to that big ass file earlier. God, I am such a frigging idiot taking that on. What the hell is wrong with me?

Because of my guilt complex, I decided to put my FWA back on my Facebook newsfeed and I am already ready to remove her again. She posted almost 40 pictures on Thanksgiving for her brat's first Thanksgiving and all the pictures basically were of the baby playing on the floor. Wow, how exciting. And then the next night she posted 52 pictures of the baby meeting her cousin. Fifty two pictures! And every day it's a whole bunch of pictures. She posts pictures constantly and they all look like the same crap- the baby playing on the floor. Besides her family, who the fuck cares?

And on Thanksgiving she posted some sappy post about how thankful she is for her family and went on some long string about the amazing man by her side. Oh yeah, he's so amazing. He hasn't worked in god knows how many years and pretty sure he wasn't working when he knocked her up, the whole time she was knocked up, and to this day. That's why I still have to laugh about that day she whined to me about when she tried to get WIC and how did they expect her to support 3 people on a $28,000 a year salary. Your irresponsibility is not WIC's problem, sweetie.

One day in work I heard her call the one who plays on her phone "Vee". Apparently, that is her nickname, because it's on her lunch bag as well. Christ, that is a terrible nickname. All I can think of is that god awful Summer's Eve slogan "hail to the V". I loathe that slogan.   

I was watching Sex and the City on E! earlier and while I like watching it, although I swear the same few episodes are showing every time I put it on, I cannot stomach the commercials for the shows E! airs. Pretty sure Satan must have spawned that station with the trash they play.

I wanted to bitch some lady out at the market earlier. I loathe people that deliberately get into express lanes with a significant amount more items than the maximum allowed. My mom and I were in a 15 items or less lane at the market earlier and this bitch behind us must have had at least 30 items. I think it's real shit that the cashiers can't say anything in most, if not all, places. When people do shit like that, I want to stand at the end of the register with a megaphone and count each item loudly as it comes down the belt and at the end, yell "congratulations! You had [number of items] in a [number of items] or less lane!".

I'm feeling blah that Thanksgiving is already over and Christmas is on its way. I realized a couple of posts I wrote that I love the holidays despite numerous past posts bitching about how much I hate the holidays. I do like the holidays themselves; it's just everything else that makes me dislike them. And having such bad depression problems doesn't help. It sucks the joy out of everything. Sometimes I don't think I truly realize how much joy my mental problems are taking out of life, although the fact that I am starting to not enjoy anything is making me more aware of it.

And That Thing coming back is zapping a giant amount of pleasure and enjoyment in anything. All I want, aside from it TO GO THE HELL AWAY, is for someone to explain to me why I would want this. Why someone would want 2 perfectly functioning body parts to no longer work, because I sure as hell don't know why. And "because you're nuts" is neither a logical nor legitimate reason. And it's not very nice. Plus, I am pretty sure I am well aware of that fact.

I have also been so damn cranky since I woke up yesterday morning and I don't even know why, except maybe the start of PMS. I'm on day 24, so it should probably be about that time. That is, assuming it comes around the normal time it does. Unless it comes earlier. Or later. Or not at all.

Ugh

Cabin fever setting in and it's combining with what appears to be PMS. HELP.

I just saw multiple articles how another one of the Duggar fembots got married. Oh joy. Another one to spit out a shit ton of babies. I was ready to say who in the fuck gives a shit and then I remembered I actually am friends with people on Facebook who are legit fans of the family.

You know, I wonder what would happen if one of the girls ever had fertility problems and couldn't shit out a ton of babies. Then the family would probably shun her and blame her for her problems. And I guarantee if one of the boys in the family had problems with his swimmers, then it would still be the woman's fault. I try not to hate religions, but I loathe that religion. Fuck them and their anti-woman stance. And fuck them for blaming birth control for miscarriages. Do tell Michelle- if birth control causes miscarriages, then how do you explain your last miscarriage?

ONTD keeps posting all of these posts of celebrity Halloween costumes and after so many I just started to laugh. The heads of the SJWs must be exploding left and right at all of the "cultural appropriation". That place is getting ridiculous. I don't think it would be as annoying if it wasn't for the fact that the loudest SJWs are probably privileged white girls.

I don't know what happened to that place in general lately. It's full of trolls and more rules than ever and posts about Ariana Grande and Five Seconds Of Summer or whatever the hell they are called and all of these other people that I can't imagine anyone over the age of 15 cares about.

Also, why in the hell is the Blizzard of the Month one you can get all of the time? Why couldn't they have just heeded our begs to have the pumpkin pie one again? THE AUDACITY.

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I had the news on earlier and they were talking with people who are still trying to rebuild after Sandy and they interviewed this one girl who has a little boy about 14 months old (I think) and she was saying how she was working 3 jobs just to pay to fix things. And I thought about my FWA whining to me that one day about how her boyfriend's mother gets to sit home and all she wants to do is be home with her baby. At least she only has to work 1 job. A nice cushy job where she gets to come and go as she pleases and do whatever the fuck she pleases. She left her time sheet up one day when she went to lunch and 99% of the days she never meets 8 hours. Never on time. Never an hour lunch. Gets to spend an hour plus talking to her fat mama and a half hour plus pumping her titties, all on company time. But the dumb cow never gets away with anything, right?

Yesterday she skipped out at 12:00. I would love to know where in the hell she even has the time to take a half-day. I would love to know her reasoning behind that. Probably wasn't feeling good or something. Caught that bug she always claims to be going around. But apparently not bad enough to take a million pictures of her spawn and post them on Facebook yesterday afternoon.

And I don't know where in the hell our company gets temps from, but damn are they some incompetent lazy bitches with poor work ethics. Our latest one is never on time, took about a 45 minute lunch yesterday and then came back and stood around and ate. One day last week I almost rear-ended her because she was driving super slow and out of nowhere broke hard. When I pulled up next to her, one hand was holding a phone and the other was holding a cigarette. And this isn't some young chickadee, probably significantly middle-aged. And then she had the nerve to complain to me one day about how people are too reckless driving in the rain.

I have done 4 days of overtime already. I swore after the whole situation in August that I was never going to give that company more than I needed to, but I guess I am a sucker. I keep telling myself that I am doing it in support of my coworker being out with cancer....no, wait that isn't worded right. I don't know how to word what I am trying to say. Oh, and I like money!

It's not really new because I have noticed it before, but I have something to add to my list of ever growing womanly problems. Apparently in the second half of my cycle, things turn a scary purple color down below (sorry. I'm sorry) and almost white on the outer edges. And sometimes itches. I was horrified when I seen it again earlier. I am "due" for my period on Sunday; whether it will come is another story and yes, I already have myself super stressed out about it.

When I was driving home from work earlier, I was very agitated (stupid drivers everywhere) and I felt hot across my lumbar area, which got me more agitated. Then it made me think of That Thing and I felt like yanking my steering wheel and crashing into a tree.

Yesterday my favorite radio station posted a link to the new Imagine Dragons song (I haven't had a chance to listen to it yet) and as expected people bitched. I don't get it. If people hate them so much, then why did they even bother listening to the song? If the station posts a music clip for a group I don't like or care for, I don't listen to it. Simple as that. And then I seen someone on ONTD say they are the worst band to come out of this decade. Seriously? With all of the shit music out there, Imagine Dragons is the worst? Give me a break.

I have been in a horrible mood the past 2 days. I hope to God it's PMS.

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Sunday. Blech.

I watched the actual video for "You Haunt Me" by Sir Sly earlier. I didn't understand the video at all. But it's nice to finally put a face to the voice of the song ("Gold")  that I have been beating my eardrums to death with for several months and as with most bands I like, it was not what I expected. Minus the septum piercing (shudder), dude's pretty hot. And has some pretty wild curly hair (god, what is with me and seriously weird crazy hair lately).

I can't get enough of that song. I would like to buy their album at some point, but apparently no stores want to physically sell it. It's kind of annoying that should I decide to buy it that I would have to buy it online and pay shipping and handling because no one wants to sell it in store. I wish I could have gotten to see them at the Radio 104 Block Party back in September, but I wouldn't put one foot near one of those things. And now that all of the drunk assholes ruined it being at the Piazza, they're really hard to get into because now you need to have a ticket.

In work on Friday, I got held hostage by my FWA bitching about how she hates people who abuse "the system" (cue 4 million lines of LOL's) and how hard she had to fight for WIC and did they really expect her to support 3 people on $28,000 a year and wah wah wah. I wanted to hold my hands up and say whoa whoa whoa 2 things- 1, I don't care and 2, don't purposefully get pregnant if you can't afford the little brat. Does she really expect me to have sympathy for her because she doesn't have a pot to piss in and decided to have a baby? Because I don't. This is an almost 30 year-old woman with a 34 year-old boyfriend. Far too old to be making such an irresponsible decision like this. Plus, her fat ass boyfriend needs to man the fuck up and get a job already.

And speaking of work, on Friday we are going to be having a "good luck" party for our most senior employee, who is having surgery. I feel like screaming. I loathe our "get togethers" at work. I can't stand everyone nagging me to eat and making comments how I can afford to eat. And I am sure my FWA will be there doing her obnoxious belching and I will have to do everything in my power to not jump across the table and punch her. And I am sure she will be the one in the conference room the longest and then will probably still take her over an hour lunch because omg she can't not see her baby! and my boss will do nothing about it. And do you know what I am going to do if she does that? I am going to stay at my desk after she leaves and if my boss says something I am going to say well, how am I supposed to know; after all, she just had lunch in the conference room for [however long]. I am doing playing with this shit.

LOLOLOLOLOLOLOL

My cousin, the one who bitches and whines on Facebook constantly about her brat and needing time to herself yet just shit out another kid, posted a picture of her 2 year-old son in the tub with his naked tuchus showing. Well, apparently someone must have reported the picture (no, it wasn't me) because now she is bitching and whining on Facebook about someone reporting it. Really? She honestly thought in this day in age she could get away with posting a picture like that? And who wants to see that anyway? AND WHO CARES?

I am laughing so hard right now I can't even breathe.

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My FWA seriously needs to stop posting close-ups of herself.

And I don't recall mentioning it in the past, but she has this mole on her face that has a whole bunch of hair coming out of it. It's so disgusting. It's all I can focus on whenever I talk to her. I feel like screaming JFC wax or cut those damn hairs already! And I remember back when she was pregnant, she walked around with an enormous white-headed zit for the longest time.

I am going on vacation sometime next month- an approved vacation, one that has been approved of since the winter- and while I am excited, I am also not looking forward to it. After the behavior of my sister and my brother-in-law the last time we went on vacation....they were terrible. And now with the baby, my brother-in-law is an even bigger pain in the ass. I loathe being around most kids and even I have more patience with my nephew than my brother-in-law. He is so fucking annoying. Yesterday I went to dinner with them and all he kept doing was getting pissed off with my nephew and at one point he got really pissed when my nephew rubbed vanilla ice cream all over himself. Big fucking deal! You throw the clothes in the wash!

Oh wait! He won't do that! My sister will! That's another thing- he is lazy as shit and never does squat. He is also very condescending a lot of times when he talks to my sister. We all went down Ocean City a few weeks ago and while we were at dinner, he kept getting really sarcastic with my sister and finally I said, but not loud enough for him to hear, "JFC does he have to be fucking sarcastic about everything?". My sister heard me but as usual just brushed it off like it was nothing. If my husband ever talked to me the way he talks to my sister, he'd be spending his night sitting on a bag of ice. He also can be really arrogant as shit. Oh he always knows best and no one ever knows anything but him! And this shit of driving and he can barely stay awake really pisses me off. And god forbid you say anything. Then it's always "I'm fine!". Yeah, okay, tell yourself that when you kill someone and end up in jail. Tell yourself that if you end up killing your wife and/or son, although I am sure he wouldn't have to worry about feeling guilty for long if that happened because we'd all be out for his head if that happened.

I need to have it out with my sister over this one of these days.

I woke up today and my bladder felt irritable. I had a lot of pressure and kept feeling like I was going to pee. It is so uncomfortable and annoying. And stressing me out big time, because all I can think is it is a sign of early menopause. God, I can't wait to go to this appointment on Tuesday, although I hope I don't chicken out and not tell the doctor everything I need to.

Article Of The Day

Man Buys Every Pie at Local Burger King to Spite Shitty Little Brat

Pretty sad that there are actually people who think the man is the problem and not a brat screaming "I want fucking pie!" at his mother.

Great story, but why do I have a feeling it may end up being a hoax?