i'm running on 3 hours of sleep and two peanut butter sandwiches, so ya know, excuse me if i'm more distracted and disjointed than usual.

the city inspector and jase stopped by this morning. blah blah blah. mr inspector got through inspecting the basement (which he did first) before he found out that mom was trying to buy the house. so he didn't need to inspect it anymore. what an ass. damnit, i had to put up with mom being a complete and total bitch for 3 days because she was worried he would find something wrong and we'd get kicked out! fuck you battle creek city inspector man! you fucking suck. i hope you get herpes.

i want my damn paycheck. i didn't get it friday, because i wasn't even in the state. i didn't get it yesterday because i was hauling around stupid heavy wooden furniture. i better get it tomorrow. and mom owes me $200.

i. am. so. fucking bored.

last night.. i ran to the store with mom.. and i was making hand puppets at all the people we passed in cars. and i was making faces at this puppy dog. and i sang monty python songs loudly in the store. and i just don't fucking care. just trying to make it through these next few months.