I was going to post some random bullshit tonight...

Then I thought better about it.

I spent most of the day in bed. I decided last night that it would happen. I went to bed at 8 last night and slept until 8 this morning. Woke up a few times from nightmares. Some that involved my mother with huge shoes and others there were millions of mice running all over my house and the toilet was overflowing. Needless to say at 3am I reached for the Xanax.

I had an appointment this morning and then had to deal with my landlord…yes once again my bathroom became a wading pool a couple of days ago. Yesterday he admitted that it could possibly not be our fault but most likely it is. After my the phone call with my mom which I chose to hang up instead of fight I did the same with him. He was calm today but started in on his same bullshit. I said calmly, “I don’t care what you have to do, just fix it. I’m tired.”

It’s still not fixed by the way. With him I guess it doesn’t matter if I’m nasty or nice he is the way he is.

I know that people get frustrated and pissed off at certain things. V has had enough of my phone calls but it’s not my fault this time...or the last three times.

I don’t know what the fuck my Mom is tired or pissed off about but at this point I’m tired of being called stupid.

I just think if I show other people respect that I should be granted the same.

I’ve come to find the world doesn’t work that way.

Bummer…