So I'm drunk. And I bored at my suster's house. Her husband refused tote me just sober up and go home. Assmonkey hid my keys. Probably a good thing. So I said fuggit and drsnk more Jerry an Come. Better be glad this phone has auto correct or none of this would be readable.
Past few days have been nothing but ztress and worry. They are upping my rent for a service I don't use. Spent yesterday morning fulling out papers for renewing my lease. And then spent the day at the shop stripping and waxing the floor because sone local rapper wants to shoot a video in the tattoo shop. Did ONE tattoo and it was tiny. Slow season befor school starts sucks.
And speaking of, today I hadda register the clone for school. Got her school supplies last night and dime out today my mom had already done it a week ago and never tole me. And why in the name of duck do I need to buy clorox wipes for her to take to school?
And on top of that I've been worried as all Hel about a fried of mine who is going thri a rough time. Now mix that together with a dash of old friends I've lost touch with (one from busy schedules and other because he is a creeper stalker weirdo who thinks he is in lesbians with me) and a case of textual mistaken identity (booty text a number I've had for well over a year or more at 1am and then get all pissu with me about it? Go get raped by a pack of rabid lemurs you douche)

Soooo yeh, alcohol and ranting. Great combo. Quite therPutic, as is being in a cold pool in teh middle of the night laughing at drunken nakednesses trying to pee in the neighbors yard.
My eyes are crossing from typing. Sorry for going all ranring whiney emo. I needed to get that out. So much more I wank to type about but can't. Will post the good parts of life whem not so fuzzy. Promise.