you've got the wrong guy, dammit!
March 31st, 2006 | Uncategorized
- today is raymi’s birthday. go send her some 23-year old love.
- the doctor got a sweet ass tax refund. so he paid off some shit. which is a good thing.
- today, he got his paycheque, which had a nice bonus attached to it. so he said that we can buy some shit. which is a good thing.
- shit means that we can go out to celebrate having money and that i’ve been put on the “find a crib to buy” mission.
- every crib is too cheap, too far away or too expensive.
- shopping online for s crib is stressful.
- but not as stressful as outside would be.
- is it wrong, if my future kid sleeps in a pet carrier? i have one of those, already.
- having no money and the doctor getting money that he is willing to spend is more stressful than not having money. cuz like, what if he/we spend it in some way that we will regret in oh, 3 days?
- expecting to not be able to spend money is almost less stressful. almost. okay, no really is.
- this money is not the win-fall that i was predicting. that will come next march, apparently.
- i just read, yesterday, an old Michael Slade book, and it challenges the reader to solve the crime before page 417 or something. i thought i had it at 271. i found out on the last page that i paid too much attention to the racial issues in the storyline.
- i feel like we will be broke forever, cuz now, i’ve read scary stuff about taxes and being common law and having a kid. namely – GST rebates will go out the window and most of the family benefits, will too.
- today is, as you can see, not the most positive one.
- the barista at starbucks thought i was due in a month. i said 4 and maybe 15 more pounds to go. he said it wouldn’t look good on me. fucker.
- he also added, well, at least you know it’s a healthy baby.
- helpful, oui?
- i figured out my medical billing shit. so, after they get my tax refund, too, i will still owe a couple hundred. but the government guy that i talked to was really nice and helpful. a rare bonus.
- i’m still drinking cherry pop.
- my right eye is still twitching.
- my dad called me last night. he’s home, now.
- then he called back a couple hours later, to which i didn’t answer and he didn’t leave a message.
- i called him back and gave him shit about him not leaving me a message causing a heart attack.
- i wish it was august already.
- i have to go run errands – banking and video returning. i also need more books to read.
- i’ve exhausted the supply of familiar authors at the local library. i may start reading alphabetically, now.
- one of fancy nancy’s coworkers made our baby a matching sweater and touque. it’s gorgeous. i don’t know her though… so like, a thank you note will be awkward.
- here comes my cat, to circle my ankles and sit on the keyboard.
- thus ending this ramble.
