027; ]:->

Happy evil day! :D

026; Gah.

Scary, huh?

Yeah, I went there. Skittles. Taste the rainbow. So sue me. I couldn't think of anything thing else and I was tired of looking at Snape (No offense, Lara.) So, Skittles.

Pray with me that it doesn't late too long. It's already scaring the children.

025 ; Not dead yet.

Such is the fate of a blog when the owner also has a LiveJournal. Don't worry, little website; I haven't forgotten you.

I have a big update planned for you, bloggy-blog.

024; Wallet & hair...

...two great tastes that taste great together?

No.

I found my wallet (Did I mention that I'd lost it?). Or rather, my boyfriend found my wallet because he was staring at my ass. Yes. It was wedged in between the passenger seat and the center console of his car (My wallet, not my ass) and when I slid in and sat down, he only happened to see it because he was eyeing my ass as I got in. He admitted this only when I called him on it. Precious. He plucked my wallet out and held it up to me and oh, how I howled with laughter.

Because you have to understand the irony; I had just received my second new ATM card not two hours earlier.

So now I have money again, my California ID card, my ATM card and my old college ID so I can still get into movies for student prices (The card has no expiration date; you are so jealous)

As for hair... it needs to be cut. It's so shaggy and crappy I've been pulling the ponytail nearly every day for the past week and my scalp is killing me.

But I am so lazy.

023; !!

That's right, Carlos in Debit Card Fraud.

Just goes to show, if you harass someone enough, they'll give you back your money without having to file the police report.

...

HELLO MONEY. HELLO. I MISSED YOU.

*dance*

Now, just 7-10 business days until I can get my grubby little paws on you...

022; No real life to speak of.

Not much of a life update, but consider this a filler until I, you know... care.

Okay, so -

The bank and the police are fucking me, but that's okay, I like to play rough. Bitches.

The bank said, "File a police report!" the police said "We need an affidavit from the bank before we'll file a police report." The bank said, "Fax us your statement with all instances of fraud indicated!" I said, "Crap, I have no fax machine!" Boyfriend said, "I have one!" Fax machine said, "I hate you and will not cooperate for you!" Boyfriend's grandmother said, "I'll fax it for you!... three days late! "

And nooooowwww... I am waiting. If I don't get that affidavit in the next two days, I'm going to call my bank and Carlos in debit card fraud is going to get an earfull. I want my $1,020 (Yes, it's actually $1,020 not $600) back.

Other than that, I got a new bed. It's a Simmons BeautyRest queen-size. It's not helping my back hurt any less at night, but I am actually sleeping all the way through the night these days instead of waking up every hour and tossing and turning so I really don't care as much.

Other than that, business as usual.

021; ;;aksdsalfjasjf!!

Pardom me a moment while I have a nice, long scream -

SOME MOTHERFUCKER WHO WANTS TO DIE HAS STOLEN $620 FROM MY CHECKING ACCOUNT.

...

*breathes*

I have called my bank and put a hold on my card, but I can't talk to the bank about getting reimbursed until tomorrow. My bank's only physical branch is in Texas. I think it's the government. Those fuckers. Like they haven't gouged me enough with my student loan. They must have heard about me screwing them with my sham marriage. Or maybe this is karma for sleeping through jury duty.

#@#!#$@@!$^^$ Grrr.