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lil_butterfly ([info]lil_butterfly) wrote,
@ 2008-11-25 23:54:00
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Current mood: angry
Current music:I Wish I was a Lesbian

Seriously...wtf...

I have spent the past few days taking care of runty little children.  And trying not to kill them.  Today, I stayed in bed because I seem to have come down with a virus wandering around the town.  Fun for me. I was throwing up this morning and it was really painful because most of it was water...water and traces of dinner last night, which I hardly ate because I was on the verge of throwing up.  Fun for me.  Seriously...not. 

I was beyond pissy when Heather, my friend...boss, she called me up today, asking if I could come over and watch her kids, when I was there the night before helping her clean her house. She wanted me to watch the kids so she could go out and have sex.  I mean, I understand, but seriously....I have yet to be paid for taking care of the brats.  She's using me.  I can see it.  I had hoped better, always do.  Then it was thrown in my face.  I am distrusting her, but I don't want to walk out on her.  She seems to really need help, so I vacuum up her house, I do her dishes, I help her with laundry, I am starting to discipline her kids...and when I come back from a few days of not working, the house is trashed already.  I wanted to ...kill.  I had worked so hard, only to come back to potatoe chips all over the carpet, dishes piled up, clothes everywhere.  Seriously...I expected better.  I would not have it.  No.  That just pisses me off.  Heather didn't even try to keep it clean...it just...Chris and I had worked so hard, cleaning anything that seemed to need help...and was just....disgusting.  Not amused. Not amused at all. 

I am staying home tomorrow too.  Hell no am I going out.  I have tried to find some way to help my friend Demarus, but she seems so uninterested in what I am trying to do for her, so there is nothing left for me to do.  Heather doesn't care.  Demarus doesn't care.  Why do I try for them, and they don't even care.  If anything, they walk all over me.  Damn. 


P.S.  K@, I do apologize I haven't replied...I am heading that way now.  Been busy.  Expect an email pretty soon.  Loves *hugs*



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