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hey did you know that if you accidently hit the escape key while youre typing it erases everything? Yet another way I've lost entries. I was just bitching anyway but I gotta get it outta my head.

We had a bonfire last night. Pig Fucker and his girlfriend (I plan on getting a who's who sheet done soon for the new readers) came out, so did Jason one of the suitors (graveyard wussy from wednesday night). We burned a lot of my stuff. Friday Jeff spent the night, he's another suitor, he and I got tons of shit out to the fire pit on Saturday. 2 dressers, two bedside tables, two footlockers, and a couch went up in flames last night. It felt really good getting the exercise from carrying the shit out of the house, across the deck (bigger than the house) up onto the banister and then heaving it over the balcony onto the gravel, then I'd go downstairs and toss the pieces over the fence to Jeff who loaded the pieces into the wagon and took them over to the fire pit with the lawnmower. It also felt good just to break shit, but it feels better when it's not your own shit that's breaking. Jeff was going to hang Saturday night too but then suddenly remembered he had things to do (suddenly as in right after I said he couldnt invite over this woman -Ribble's (dude my baby daddy used to work with doing pools) baby mamma- and her 4 kids to the bonfire). jeff got an attitude about my attitude. The lady said no like 5 times and he was still trying to pursuede her into coming over, then was trying to find a way for us to take all my food to her house and have a cookout there. The whole part of the cookout was to lure people here to help me move... and also I was wanting it intimate, plus weekends are my baby-free time and if I wanna listen to whiney brats screaming all night then I'd rather it be my own whiney brat. Also I'm trying to get away from that whole redneck-white trash thing, and well.... SO Jeff took offence and then suddenly he wanted to go. I was supposed to get Uncle Rob's truck and Jeff took me to Manchester. I had given him $30 for gas on Friday night before taking me to karaoke (which he was going to go to anyway). I waited around at my aunt n uncle's for an hour and when they got there they said I couldnt have the truck. By this point it's 5:30 pm and I've had no sleep, a day of hard labor in the SUN, knees and migraine throbbing so I didnt even argue or say anything. he said I could have the truck on sunday at 3pm. Meanwhile I have no ride back down to my place, meat thawing on my counter, shit to pack, shit to burn etc. I called another suitor and he said he'd come over and get me but he had to drop of his kid at 6. He didnt show up until 9pm, saying he had to take a friend to the hospital (that friend turned out to be the 17 yo pregnant whore Tim was macking on that day). Things are just NOT going well.... The only positive of the weekend was karaoke friday night where I got to have stimulating conversations with a group of 50 year old men, if Jeff werent with me I prolly woulda gone home with one or all of them, I got some phone numbers though. I said to one of them when we all were on the subject of dating older vs younger men and women "I'm sick of being I did well until

OK gojira just called saying shes in rushville with my uncles truck and I better have my shit packed, GRRRRRR she wasnt spozed to be here till 2-3 pm....

Always remember to quit while you're ahead.

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