Bad Week

Well let’s see.  Monday was ok I guess.  Tuesday wasn’t that great.  Well Monday was spent with me putting the new serpentine belt back on my engine because it slipped off again.  Tuesday it died though.  Not sure what happend but it started sounding and smoking like a tractor trailer and died completely about three hundred yards from the house.  A nice man named Franklin Cochran stopped and towed me to the house.  Wednesday we went car shopping and Kat got one in her name for ten grand.  That was with 1000 down so our savings account is depleated to just over 60 dollars.  Thursday we found out the insurance is going to be about 200 dollars a month.  Friday we took 2.0 to the hospital with bloody poopie.  The doctors said it was a food dye which we figured was spaghetti-o’s once the second diaper came out orange.  The first one being blood red still doesn’t convince me even after they checked for hemoglobin.  Today we went to the zoo and that’s the first time anything’s worked out this week.  So it must be getting better.  I’ll keep you posted so if things get better or worse you’ll know.

Stupid Mexicans

Now I’m not a very racist person but given my experience with different races of people I can generally make some broad assumptions.  One of them is that men of Latin American descent are pretty much worthless scum.  This has been evidenced by many years of personal experience and reconfirmed last Thursday (not yesterday but Valentines Day) I had a stupid Mexican man clip and destroy my passenger mirror and take off running.  Of course he didn’t have a tag and the police keep saying it’s not their jurisdiction so there’s nothing I can do about it.  Not to mention I’ve been waiting for a call from the insurance company and they still haven’t gotten in contact with me.  The worse part about that is that I have what is officially the best insurance company in the country.  Needless to say I’m just a little aggravated about the whole thing.  Just more reason to trumpet the need to get the illegals out of this country.

More Red Tape

It’s not secret that I despise America.  Slowly our civil liberties are being stripped away while the economy slips into decay as the ever consuming rift dividing poverty and wealth threatens to engulf the nation as it slips into a caste system.  To add insult to injury the government abandons those who truly need help.  My daughters will be out of health insurance on December 31 because the government has turned their back.  We officially make too much money to get government assistance of any kind and yet are not able to even put gas in our car or food on our table much less talk about doctors visits.  The worst part of it all is that it is a four dollar difference.  By the government standards we are four dollars above the poverty level so we can afford to eat cake and drink wine.  Quite the contrary.  Tonight for dinner we’re having left over ham that someone donated to us over Christmas.  I don’t know what we’re going to do when it’s finished.  All we have left is a bag of chicken wings so skimpy that it will last just one meal between all of us.  I have no way to feed my family and no one will help.  Looking for a job is out of the question because in order to afford fuel, car insurance, and daycare I’d have to be making atleast $20,000 annually and there are no jobs in Georgia that will pay that much starting.  We will finally be caught up on the mortgage just in time to get another bill from them and start the new year in the same shape in which we left the old; broken and battered and generally worse for wear and looking for help which will never be given.  We have been abandoned by the one entity that is supposed to protect us and nurture us as we grow and thrive while we instead wilt and suffer.  What makes it so horrible is that we’re not the only family with this problem.  You look all over the nation and millions are in the same position we’re in.  My only true wish is that I had the money to leave before it gets worse, but alas what money we do save gets sucked away on fuel expenses so we can get enough money to scrape by.  We’ve already decided that no matter how much money we get back on a tax refund it’s already spent on something to try and make life bearable.  My current thought is to get the roof replaced.  Maybe if roofing tiles are cheap enough I can do it a bit at a time.  But then again that would entail that I actually have the time to do it and the money for the tiles.  I guess I’ll look into it though just in case.  Now if you’ll excuse me I’m going to wallow in self pity and will be out for the rest of the day.

Squirrel

I officially hit my first squirrel this morning.  I know some people out there may think I’m evil but I gave it a chance to run and run it did; right into my back tire.  I keep telling myself that it wasn’t my fault (and it wasn’t) and that it made a choice to run before the car passed and it made the wrong choice and passed itself.  It made a sickening thump that made Kat cringe and gag.  I guess she hasn’t hit one before.  This is the first one I’ve hit but I’ve been in the car with others who hit them and it’s not really that big of a deal.  On a lighter note the movie adaptation of Stephen King’s The Mist is opening at some point.  I’m reading it and am I the only one that gets the impression that he’s a bit of a pervert?  In the first couple of paragraphs he made a little off hand comment that I thought was a bit shovanistic about glancing down Steffy’s shirt.  I’d always heard that King was a bit perverse but I didn’t expect the allusions to start right at the beginning of the story.  Kinda makes me wonder what the rest of it will be like.  I don’t know why but I seem to be getting rather prudish in my old age.

Wrong Way

We just git back from a “vacation” and I couldn’t be more glad to be home. We all went to Tampa to go to the beach and watch my sister get married (CONGRATS) and frankly I’m glad it’s over. The whole thing was a lot more stress then it needed to be but in the end she got what she wanted and that was to get hitched on the beach. Driving over 750 miles and cooking pretty constantly may seem like a break from the ordinary (which it was and it was nice) but when you add in sleeping in a little bitty bed in an itty bitty room with the entire family of five it gets kinda hectic. On the plus side we got some great pictures which are up on the Picassa page (link to come) and got to spend lots of time with the girls. Also did I mention that the girls were in the wedding? 1.1 was the ring bearer and pulled 2.0 in a little decorated wagon while we tried to get her to throw out some flowers. Alas she didn’t quite get the concept but atleast she didn’t try and climb out this time. Anyway it’s almost time for me to get 1.1 from school and pickup the exchange student. I also have my trackercam online. I’ll put the link to that up when Kat gets done with the page.  Oh and by the way the title comes from when we got turned around in Ybor City and started going up an exit ramp.  Oops.  They really need to put better signs down there.

Energy Shortage

No not to worry your lights are fine. I’m talking about my energy. Hosting an exchange student and looking for a job is less then relaxing and right now I could really use a vacation. In case you were wondering I did manage to loose yet another job (this time it really wasn’t my fault. The bitch boss decided to put one of her friends in the position). As it turns out the only other offer was unreasonable because we have only one car (the window in the cougar won’t roll up so as it stands it’s inoperable because there’s no way to drive it when I’ve torn the door off to fix it) and the van is really turning some miles (over 100) per day so far. Needless to say I’m exhausted and my new meds haven’t helped. The doctor put me on some medicine that is supposed to help me but so far it has only made things worse. I still have all the symptoms and now I’m groggy and hazy as a result. I also think the police are after me for some reason. The past few days I have seen cops everywhere and they always make it a point to look dead at me for some reason. I think they’re after me. Some crazy guy with no job must surely be up to some kind of trouble.

Happy Birthday to Us!

Well it’s yet another year that I lose a chance at fame and fortune and a good publisher and on what should normally be a great day has started out to be shit. I woke up this morning being pushed out of the bed again after 1.1 had nightmares last night and climbed in bed with us. After I recover from my downward journey I go to get in the shower only to realize that we have no towels. Undeterred I resolve to use my nice soft terry cloth robe only to have it smell like my dirty socks yet I still persist unabated. Finally I make it through the toy booby-traps and get into the bathroom to see half a dozen ROACHES climbing all over the tub. I gave up after that. I sure hope 2.0 has a better birthday then I have so far.

On a positive note though 2.0 did take her first steps yesterday. She managed two steps before she freaked herself out. On a good and bad note I got the Camaro back from Florida but the Cougar’s FUBAR again. I have found work though but because of the hours and distance I don’t have time to cook or write anymore so while I’m getting money my dreams and aspirations are slowly slipping beyond my reach. Kat’s been very supportive, though, I’m just not sure if I’m cut out to carry so much on my plate. Eather way as it goes I have another psycho appointment on the 31st to try and find out if I’m psychotic or just the doctors are. If this one is anything like the last one then it’d be very possible that they’re the ones with the problems. The last one redefined the phrases bitch and bad doctor.

Work, School and Caffeine

Well it’s safe to say that life comes at you fast. Over the course of this weekend I had a small vacation, went an entire day without spending any money, built a bed and found a job. I’m sitting up at Kat’s work waiting for one of the sales guys to get in to take me to a new job right down the street. That’s all fine and dandy except for the fact that we still have only one car and 1.1 starts school today thirty miles away so Kat’s driving all that way back down there to drop her off with 2.0 sleepily in tow. The good news is that after a while we should have enough money to start traveling again. Not sure yet though if the next trip will be Britain or Prague. Anyway I digress to my usual ramblings and complaints of the general public. Now we all know that people do stupid things but there are some things that are not only stupid but defy logic, common sense and possibly child negligence laws. One such event happened yesterday when we noticed a four year old drinking coke out of a baby bottle which was intended for a little girl who appeared to be slightly older then 2.0 so just over a year. Now if a baby has coke in their bottle it will definitely rot their teeth before they grow in so that defies all three of the conventions I mentioned earlier. To top it off we noticed the mother drinking coke out of a baby bottle as well. Safe to say that some people shouldn’t breed and if they do by choice or mistake then they shouldn’t be allowed to raise the poor things. There’s plenty of good parents out there who can’t have children but want them and if they were allowed to have the children born to the bad parents then everyone can be happy and well educated.