Can I just tell you how stupid guys are sometimes? haha! I was out with friends last Friday night and this group of guys started hitting on us. They were slightly intoxicated but were buying us drinks, so who were we to refuse? I'm all about playing the game. haha! Buy me drinks, feel free to flirt and think you are getting somewhere, then I'll move on. Evil? Yes. Genius? Of course! Anyhow, so the guy that was hitting on me walked over and started introducing himself and then sniffed me. Just up and took a big old whif. What the fuck, buddy? I told him that was completely creepy but he did it again. Like it was a compliment to keep inhaling my smell. He kept randomly stopping his sentence and saying, "You smell delicious" or "Seriously, what perfume are you wearing?"
There is really no point of this story other than when I was telling one of my guy friends he completely honestly went, "That isn't a compliment for a girl? Maybe I shouldn't do that" hahaha! He was dead fucking serious too! Smelling nice is a compliment...getting sniffed up one side and down another on the other hand, is what we females call skin-crawling-creepy.
Tuesday, April 7, 2009
Friday, March 27, 2009
Angry
I'm so angry toward Ryan about so many things. Don't get me wrong, I know I am in a much better place emotionally now than I could ever think of being for the past two years. But I am so resentful to him about so many things.
Financially, right now, I'm dying. I was so broken and so hurt that when I walked away from the marriage I walked away from just about everything. Everyone in my life kept telling me to ask for more when we settled things, but I just didn't understand why. I saw that I was getting myself back out of the deal and that's what I wanted. The rest is just stuff. And don't get me wrong, it still is just stuff. But wouldn't you know how much easier it is to live with a few of those stuff things. Oh you know, like a mattress and a couch and such things as those.
The only thing I asked for was half of the cash amount we got as wedding gifts. The rat bastard talked me into giving that to me in $200 payments every month. Why exactly did I agree to this? Because I was still broken then. And didn't realize how broke I was.
I'm not bitching about this because I think that money buys happiness. I know that it doesn't. I do know that is makes life easier in some aspects, but I'd never trade money for happiness. I lived like that once and literally wanted to die. The main thing that angers me so much? How much of a fuck head he is.
While we were married we didn't have internet. When we went grocery shopping there were certain brands of chips I wasn't allowed to buy because they were too expensive. Stupid shit like that was a regular occurance in our household. He was convinced we were going broke at every nod of the head. I'd spend every single penny I was making on paying off the student loans he was convinced were ruining our lives and our credit and in paying my car loan and other utility bills when I could. His money? Went toward the mortgage and picked up the other utility bills I couldn't and then went straight to savings. I'm not saying that savings isn't important but he now has an extremely healthy savings account while mine barely makes it to the next paycheck to pay the bills I've got.
Since I've moved out he has redecorated two rooms of the house, bought a 42" plasma television, gotten internet, amped his violin, bought an $800 violin, and completely re-done his wardrobe. The kicker? He tells me how much he gave up and how I don't realize how much he's sacraficed.
I'm sleeping on a fucking air mattress in an apartment with furniture that has all been handed down to me while you sleep in an almost $200k house furnished with stainless steel appliances, your own washer and dryer, and gorgeous furniture. What exactly did you give up fuck head?
Financially, right now, I'm dying. I was so broken and so hurt that when I walked away from the marriage I walked away from just about everything. Everyone in my life kept telling me to ask for more when we settled things, but I just didn't understand why. I saw that I was getting myself back out of the deal and that's what I wanted. The rest is just stuff. And don't get me wrong, it still is just stuff. But wouldn't you know how much easier it is to live with a few of those stuff things. Oh you know, like a mattress and a couch and such things as those.
The only thing I asked for was half of the cash amount we got as wedding gifts. The rat bastard talked me into giving that to me in $200 payments every month. Why exactly did I agree to this? Because I was still broken then. And didn't realize how broke I was.
I'm not bitching about this because I think that money buys happiness. I know that it doesn't. I do know that is makes life easier in some aspects, but I'd never trade money for happiness. I lived like that once and literally wanted to die. The main thing that angers me so much? How much of a fuck head he is.
While we were married we didn't have internet. When we went grocery shopping there were certain brands of chips I wasn't allowed to buy because they were too expensive. Stupid shit like that was a regular occurance in our household. He was convinced we were going broke at every nod of the head. I'd spend every single penny I was making on paying off the student loans he was convinced were ruining our lives and our credit and in paying my car loan and other utility bills when I could. His money? Went toward the mortgage and picked up the other utility bills I couldn't and then went straight to savings. I'm not saying that savings isn't important but he now has an extremely healthy savings account while mine barely makes it to the next paycheck to pay the bills I've got.
Since I've moved out he has redecorated two rooms of the house, bought a 42" plasma television, gotten internet, amped his violin, bought an $800 violin, and completely re-done his wardrobe. The kicker? He tells me how much he gave up and how I don't realize how much he's sacraficed.
I'm sleeping on a fucking air mattress in an apartment with furniture that has all been handed down to me while you sleep in an almost $200k house furnished with stainless steel appliances, your own washer and dryer, and gorgeous furniture. What exactly did you give up fuck head?
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
Happy = Boring
I've decided I'm pretty boring when I'm happy. Well, I'm at least a pretty boring blogger. I don't have all that much to complain about in my life right now. And quite honestly, why would I want to document every single happy thing that happens in my life if it happens on a daily basis? haha!
Money is stressful. But I think it is for everyone not matter how wealthy or poor you are. It's just taking a lot of getting used to. I used to have about three times the amount of income to pay bills, grocery shop and play with that I do now. Not that life was better then, it was absolutely worse. It's just some adjusting.
Otherwise everything is quite honestly, almost perfect.
Money is stressful. But I think it is for everyone not matter how wealthy or poor you are. It's just taking a lot of getting used to. I used to have about three times the amount of income to pay bills, grocery shop and play with that I do now. Not that life was better then, it was absolutely worse. It's just some adjusting.
Otherwise everything is quite honestly, almost perfect.
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
Lifestyle change
So I've realized that I desperately need to make some sort of a lifestyle change regarding my diet. I love sugar. Love it. Like literally would fuck it if it had a penis. But I know how unhealthy that is for my body.
I know myself and I know I won't be able to cut it out completely. I love it way too much and I know I'm never good at depriving myself. But I seriously need to limit my intake.
But I'm completely clueless on how to go about this. I'm dumb when it comes to knowing what is actually good for me and not just perceived to be good for me. Does anyone have any books you can recommend to me that are pretty fool proof?
I know myself and I know I won't be able to cut it out completely. I love it way too much and I know I'm never good at depriving myself. But I seriously need to limit my intake.
But I'm completely clueless on how to go about this. I'm dumb when it comes to knowing what is actually good for me and not just perceived to be good for me. Does anyone have any books you can recommend to me that are pretty fool proof?
Wednesday, March 4, 2009
Tuesday, March 3, 2009
Home Sweet Home
So I'm almost completely moved into my apartment :) It's such an amazing feeling. Almost all of my stuff is there minus a few more clothes and another television. Now I just have to purchase a couch, an entertainment center and a bed. I'm currently sleeping on an air matress and I can't even discribe the discomfort. haha! It's a really nice one and I'm very grateful my sister is letting me use it, but it's so not fun. Anyhow...I did splurge completely on one thing ;)
Friday, February 27, 2009
Keys
I have the keys to my new apartment! Yay! I'm so freakin excited!!
On a sad note, I'm taking Max to live with his new family tonight :( I'm so sad to lose my baby boy. But I'm honestly glad that he's going to have such a loving family to live with. I know he'll be a good boy for them and I know he'll love them so much. That doesn't mean I won't miss him terribly for a very long time.
On a sad note, I'm taking Max to live with his new family tonight :( I'm so sad to lose my baby boy. But I'm honestly glad that he's going to have such a loving family to live with. I know he'll be a good boy for them and I know he'll love them so much. That doesn't mean I won't miss him terribly for a very long time.
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