So, after I wrote that entry last night, I walked into my kitchen and my house smelled like smoke. It was 12:30 AM so I figured it wouldn't bother anyone turning the fan back on. Well, my fucking neighbor texted me saying, "next time stick ur head out the window & leave the fan off". Ohhhh buddy I came unglued! I marched my ass across the hall and knocked on his door. When he answered I just lost it. I was fucking yelling at him, telling him to never fucking speak to me in that disrespectful manner again, that I had been bumming him smokes all week even though I am running low, and that it is funny how the kids upstairs can run above his head for hours and he doesn't say anything to them, but he is having a cow over my bathroom fan. And I slammed my door in his face.
So when I talked to my boyfriend today I told him what happened with Pappy, and he said, "Hmm, that's funny. We have asked him if he could hear that fan before in his living room and he said no. He can only hear it in his bathroom." AHA! So he IS trying to push me out to smoking on the front porch just to get smokes off of me! Fucker.
Oh, and I just found out my youngest son's deadbeat dad just knocked another bitch up. He is 23. This is the third child, by the third baby mama, and he doesn't even pay for the first two. The fucked up thing is, if the baby is a girl, they are giving her the name I was going to give Tyler. Ain't that some fucked up shit? I hope that other bitch enjoys my leftovers. |
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