The "Bad Mood" Thread

You mean to say not everyone starts out adult hood with no transportation but their legs, and if they're lucky, a bike?! (only half sarcasm...)

 

Bweh, apparently mobile Skype has decided not to work today.

 

Remind me when the last time anything Skype has worked right. :/

 

So, the management and attorney of the trailer park where my house is located, have refused to allow me to make payments on my back rent that I owe. They have instead told me I have three weeks to get my belonging out and abandon my home. I have no way to pay the fees required to have it moved, so I have to give up my first home of the last 15 odd years here in Vegas. Now to decide what to keep, and what to throw away, and where to store what I do keep. This is going to be hard, I have so many projects that I wanted to do, when I at last had the money to do. Now I have to toss it all away.
~sorry Mom, you know I tried my best~

That prick of an attorney couldn't seem to understand why I didn't just walk away in the first place. Because it's my HOME! I lived there for the last 16 years and it belongs to ME! It was never meant as an investment, it is my home and castle, the place where I keep all my cherished belongings. Of course I don't want to give it up!

Damned Ass Hole! Not everyone can afford a million dollar home, like you!

 

Fleas. Can. Burn. In. HELL! Assuming such a place exists.

Out of our 4 cats, one of them has pretty much ALWAYS had fleas since we got him, sometimes less, sometimes more. All the other cats we comb regularly, we spread diatomaceous earth (dried then crushed earth harvested from diatom layers collected from the sea, as a powder it's pretty much glass shards to invertebrates) into any carpet and floor trim cracks, and we wash our bedding regularly.

The reason why one doesn't get combed much at all and as such is a walking flea heaven? He has seizures due to having been shot with BBs as a much younger cat, before we had adopted him, and they're triggered by him twisting around to wash (so he can't hardly bath himself) as well as by touching the wrong spots on his spine (fleas all over that part of him, can't comb him well if at all).

He's a sweetheart, bless him, but damn those fucking fleas.....he's also been sleeping in the litterbox from time to time lately when no one is around to comfort him (they're comforted by their own scent when in sever distress, same reason cats will spray everywhere when upset). So yeah, not too keen on letting him on my sleeping bag, and yet I found him curled up on it AND my blankets after coming back from the kitchen to eat.

 

First real day of the new job went ok. It's not really hard work, just repetititve and sometimes tedious. I like some of my coworkers, but this one guy... he creeps me out. Saying things to me like "smile, sweetheart!" Yeah, I'm gonna stand here smiling at the fucking cheese as I stock it. He seems maybe a bit slow. This will sound horrible, but that makes me immediately not trust him. Very bad personal experience, maybe some ptsd from it. Either way, I don't like at all the way he focuses attention on me, asking why I don't talk much and being too friendly in an almost demanding way.

 

He might not be neurotypical.
Ask someone whos been working there a while if that's true or not. If he is neurotypical, then hes being a creepy jerk and you should lay down the law, but if hes not and its some condition or other, you'll need to tell him what your boundaries are in a humane fashion

 

Ugh, that's tough to swallow. I assume you're able to move in with Mo, though?

You get this too? Erg, I hate it. "You look so sad/serious! Smile! "I'm... I'm moving boxes of freight. What am I smiling for?"
As for what his deal is; he might be trying to get to know you, and may be a little socially awkward. Probably not dangerous.

 

Get Frontline, it works wonders! (✿◠‿◠) I had a huge infestation a few summers ago because my kitty was indoor/outdoor and yeah, but it actually cleared it up fairly quickly. It's a little pricey but it lasts a month and it's the only thing I've found that works that well. I tried a few different off brands, like Sentry Proguard, that *supposedly* had the same ingredients, but they didn't work AT ALL. இ_இ

 

Yes, actually I have been staying at his house for the last 4 months, since the power was shutoff in mine. That and the hot water heater is on the fritz.

 

This. Being a Schizophrenic myself, I fully support this approach...I'm well aware that some people in public have trouble telling if I'm trying to pull something, a complete idiot, or if there is truly something wrong with me.


I'll give them credit though, sometimes the answer is D, All of The Above. XD

Erm...well....thanks for the suggestion....but. There IS kind of a reason we're doing things like spreading crushed diatom shells from the sea into the carpet....not sure if I'm making it obvious enough or not. .___.

 

Nearing 10 days of having the useless tracking number. Maker had someone out of town coming to visit so nothing was sent out but things are supposed to be sent today. Found that out because someone else complained on their FA and they left a shout on that persons profile stating such. I'll believe it when I see the tracking update.

On another note, I'm in immense abdominal pain and have been for the past 2 days. My gallbladder must be acting up again. I took some painkillers and nothing has been helping so I'm forced to grit and bear it until I can't anymore and give in to going to either the emergency room or immediate care. This isn't the first time it's happened, I've had problems in the past few months with pain like this. Came really close to passing out earlier from the pain too.

Meh. Just my luck.

 

Depressed. Probably a combination of a new sleep schedule/being tired a lot, not hating my job but not really wanting to go, and having some embarassing medical issues at the moment. I haven't been sad like this for a long while.

 

In the same boat but with different reasons. Hang in there lady, keep fighting through it til you find your spark again. ><

 

THIS IS THE LAST FUCKING TIME.

I've been a few days behind with taking out my Nuva ring (birth control), but now I'm an ENTIRE week behind. I have it in my calendar but have been forgeting the last 3 months. BECAUSE I'm TOO DAMN BUSY AND KEEP FORGETTING TO ACTUALLY CHECK MY CALENDAR. I am NOT putting this in my phone; I'm already too damn reliant on the stupid thing.

 

There is absolutely nothing wrong with putting reminders on your phone. Using it to help you remember things is no different than using all of your other modern conveniences to get things done, like driving instead of walking, using a washer and dryer instead of a tub, etc

 

Hey, there was a time when people said the same thing about calendars.

 

Done. Fucking. Done.

I gave them one fucking last chance. I had a little bit of hope that this would be smoothed over and things would be okay.

I was fucking wrong. I'm done with the excuses. I'm done being nice. They have time to go out shopping and post fucking pictures on their dA of random action figures but not to send out my package and give me my pictures.

I thought their apology was sincere. Fucking. Wrong. They have time to take pictures of action figures and post a giant rant on instagram too. But not enough to send me fucking pictures or even stick to a pick up time. THEY FUCKING GAVE ME AN ABSOLUTE.

My abdomen is acting up again too from being so angry. I just.

Fucking hell.

 

Time to drop the hammer ><

 

Wreck the shit out of that person. Let them know nobody messes with you. It's been far too long, and you've been obviously scammed - that person needs to face the consequences.