The Complaining and Bitching Thread

My son and my ex. My ex fails to ever discipline my 16 year old boy, then when I try to make him accountable for his poor behavior (He's currently on probation) she becomes one of his buddies, rather than his parent and rewards him. Then mouths me off on facebook, to tell everyone how terrible I am and how great she is. It's really to bad. I see a long hard road for him, and it seems there is very little I can do about it. He hasn't talked to me in over 2 months, however the last interaction I had with him, he ripped me off and accused me of being the thief, this being the last thing in many many nasty things he has pulled with me. Every time I would wait a while and message or call him. Work things out. I just can't do it any more. he needs to come to me this time with an apology. Something I don't think is going to happen. I really miss him. He can be a good kid, but he really seems to be struggling with using his head.

Thanks for the place ramble and blow some steam, and maybe cry a little bit into my pillow.

 

As I was preparing to leave work, one of the guys says of me, "my god, he looks like he's aged 7 years today." Feels more like 15. What a bullshit day.
A couple of pints will smooth things over. No vodka tonight, though. That stuff makes my face hurt.

 

THAT EFFIN VODKA.

You fought the ground and the ground won.

 

Angry Uterus wants (in no particular order):

• Pub fries with malt vinegar
• corned beef and saurkraut
• ginger teriyaki tofu burrito with no tortilla
• chips and salsa
• ice cream
• moar cornichons! (i'm so addicted to these little things)
• a donut (wtf? I don't LIKE donuts!)
• pancakes
• soup

Angry Uterus is about to get a Powerade Zero and a salad, the silly fucker.

 

DAMN IT! MOMMY is the Bengals fan..NOT Daddy. But I am cute.

 

And, I don't even think I left a lasting impression.

 

After 3 years at a pointless job, with a psycho boss...

 

Just figured out how to use the wifi on my American-bought smartphone at Maple Lake! Tomorrow, with any luck and some big bucks I should have indoor plumbing again!

 

OH FOR THE LOVE OF ALL THAT IS HOLY ON THIS GODDAMNED DIRTBALL OF A PLANET

YOU HAVE GOT TO HAVE THE WORST. POSSIBLE. TIMING. TO FLY TO TOKYO RIGHT NOW

Fuck me in both ears.

 

Ok, it is my vacation and I'm up pre-6am. This is redikerous.
Think I'll sit out in the living room and watch Double Indemnity.

 

Woke up feeling a bit belligerent this morning. I took a shower at 4:30 yesterday after the pool with my client. I don't feel like taking another this morning. Ponytail, it is.
I need to drop this belligerence before testing at 9 and definitely by 6:00 tonight... Need to pass my CC class!

I'm fairly sure it stems from being stuck in certain types of dreams all night that just pissed me off and added to my stress levels. Urgh. Fuck you, commies. It's MY fun house.

 

I had to take my belt off because it was right where the baby is. The belt was slightly uncomfortable and I was afraid to dent my baby's head.

Now my pants want stay up.

(I haven't gained any weight yet but I do have a pooch where the baby is.)

 

Are you sure you just don't have built-up gas?

 

Gross.

 

This "hint o'mint" white tea is liking drinking liquid chewing gum. That is not a "hint," Inko's, it is a full-out mint explosion.

 

Things are moving around, hormones, pre-planning.

 

That piece of paper is the Highway to the Danger Zone.

ASK ME HOW I KNOW.