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If I can't get into GJ soon, I will pitch a fit the likes of which have not been seen before. Why does GJ have to go down like a two dollar whore at the culmination of two multiple-week-storylines?
My mother and I have reached a new place in our relationship. She has agreed that when I call her upon leaving the dentist's office (because being in a dentist's office makes me hysterical and I need to call my mommy) all she will say is that it will all work out and it will all be fine, because getting that stroppy tone in her voice and telling me to suck it up and fucking deal is not what I want.
( Long-ass explanation of My Life With The Dental Thrill Kult )
Oh, and immediately after leaving this appointment and getting home, I find out that my rent is going up by fifty dollars. I'm assuming it's fifty, as my base rent is going to be $700 and $25 for utilities. But the paper does say on it "$700.00 + $25.00, so $750.00."
So I'm moving. And I might try to go into a condo now. My mother thinks I'd wind up shooting everyone, but I don't want to keep renting and I'm not buying a house, even assuming I could find one I could afford.
It always interests me to realise that a big part of the reason I broke up with my ex was over birthdays. But then again, I'm not an only child and my birthday doesn't mark the centre of the universe, and I do have good birthdays, and I also have the right to send someone their birthday present when I don't actually dislike them so intensely I'd have to think about pissing on them if they were on fire. But she wanted her gift on time, and I wanted it to be when I felt like speaking to her.
My mother and I have reached a new place in our relationship. She has agreed that when I call her upon leaving the dentist's office (because being in a dentist's office makes me hysterical and I need to call my mommy) all she will say is that it will all work out and it will all be fine, because getting that stroppy tone in her voice and telling me to suck it up and fucking deal is not what I want.
( Long-ass explanation of My Life With The Dental Thrill Kult )
Oh, and immediately after leaving this appointment and getting home, I find out that my rent is going up by fifty dollars. I'm assuming it's fifty, as my base rent is going to be $700 and $25 for utilities. But the paper does say on it "$700.00 + $25.00, so $750.00."
So I'm moving. And I might try to go into a condo now. My mother thinks I'd wind up shooting everyone, but I don't want to keep renting and I'm not buying a house, even assuming I could find one I could afford.
It always interests me to realise that a big part of the reason I broke up with my ex was over birthdays. But then again, I'm not an only child and my birthday doesn't mark the centre of the universe, and I do have good birthdays, and I also have the right to send someone their birthday present when I don't actually dislike them so intensely I'd have to think about pissing on them if they were on fire. But she wanted her gift on time, and I wanted it to be when I felt like speaking to her.
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