Seriously going to beg my dad to let me sleep on the floor at his house. I can't stand these brief stints of internet-age. NOT. COOL. Plus, I can only talk to people on AIM because the library and Dunn bros hate Y!M. D:

That and the demon-spawn--I mean, my little half-sisters >> have reminded me of the other reason I don't like being at my mom's.

Baby brother graduated yesterday night (I was so proud) and I woke up at 3 and saw him come back from the All-Night Party at 5. We chatted and then took me here to Dunn Bros and I bought him tea, because he doesn't like coffee. But you know I still love him XD.

I work 5-Close. It's a good thing, really. Haven't closed in so long tho. And I know I'm going to be working with Mr. Anal-Retentive, so that's kinda going to suck. He just goes into these super-speed modes, and it totally hinders him more than it helps him (not that he realizes this) and it makes my heart-rate go up, which is not cool.

Meh. There are worse things.

Note: I literally wrote this in MSWord, adding the current music, mood, and tags from the best of my memory… because I was missing lj so bad...

So. After spending the day at my mom’s and venturing out to be online for a while my newfound allergies started kicking in. Or maybe that was the migraines. Or both. All I know is that I started feeling miserable at the end of my time online and know less then two blocks toward the place where I buy my bus passes things started getting weird.

Niki/Jessica had enhanced strength
Dale Smithers had enhanced hearing

I had enhanced sense of smell.

What. The fuck? Seriously. It was like I was a dog or something, cement, grass, someone’s shampoo…and then the normal stuff was way strong, there was some nail-place and whatever chemicals they had just about killed me. I started to get all nauseated and stuff to, so that sucked. Eventually I made it home and took a nap.

Later, of course, Mom told me that heightened sense of smell was common in bad migraines. I knew about the sensitivity to light and sound but smell never registered as a possibility. Still, I felt pretty special for a while. Mom told me I should beg grandpa for help with my bills and get testing done.

Don’t really wanna beg for money. If that random one for the contacts appt hadn’t showed up (months after the fact) it wouldn’t be bad. God, I really don’t want to beg for money—especially with all this Sam losing his job stuff going on. I mean, at 9pm he still wasn’t at Uncle Aaron’s so I’m hoping that he didn’t try to go up to Fargo and talk Sam into coming down or something when Sam’s being anal about it all.

Stupid family. They’re not usually all lame like this, so it’s really fucking irritating. Tomorrow’s going to be so damn long too. I’m not even going to into that other thing that’s irritating about it.

Sadly, I think I’m more pissed that Sam’s not coming down then the fact that he has no job and stuff. I mean, yeah, that bites and he’s gotta shitload of debt so he really needs a job but he’s my uncle. We’re a lot a like maybe in more ways than we should be but, you know, I’m just trying to deal with my life the best I can. Mom said that he’d said he mainly lived day-to-day. So do I, for the most part. And yeah, I can see that if I don’t get a better job or (god forbid) get fired from this one I’ll be in a debt thing too. But I haven’t made as many bad decisions as he has yet, and I’m trying to avoid them.

So I hate living with my two pairs of parents, so what? They let me hang out; use their washing machine, TV and internet respectively. They don’t charge me rent. This is a good thing I have and while irritating at times what with the maid-substitutions and last-minute babysitter events, it’s a hell of a lot better than me taking out an extra loan to live on my own.

It’s just better. I do plan on getting out, I really do, but right now I have to focus on the every-day stuff, the weekly and monthly stuff. X amount to insurance, the one medical bill that’s almost finished, those two loans from college that aren’t as much as they could have been had I stayed longer than a year… It can suck, being twenty dollars away from broke until my next paycheck but I would rather have made my payments and be nearly broke than have another loan on my hands.

I suppose I should ask Grandpa for help, just to get that one thing out of the way, but if I do, want it to be a loan I can payback and not some random obligation. I hate owing people stuff. And as soon as all that’s cleared away, I’m getting myself a track-phone... a pre-paid thing so that people can get a hold of me whenever and without trying two numbers. That’s all I really need the damn thing for anyway, contact purposes.

Summer is pretty much here, the mall will be busy and seeing as I have no other duties in life I’ll be working whenever Julie schedules me, which is all right by Sefton; because I need it, and it would be cool if I managed to save more than 50 bucks after paying off stuff.

Well, it’s midnight here, my baby brother graduates in 10 hours and I think I’m gonna make him a cake or batch of cookies. I haven’t decided which yet. No doubt I’ll tag that onto whatever post-baking before-bed thing I write.

Ta, Izzi

 

Post-Baking-Entry 1:28AM:

I made cupcakes. With chocolate chips in them. Still have to make frosting but, bah, it can wait until the morning. Late night baking roxers. I mean, Lu and I have done it for ages and it’s not so bad on my own…except that I have no one to share my insanity with but that’s okay. I know she wouldn’t have wanted to here the Dancemix Techno Version of “The Lion Sleeps Tonight” that played while I was mixing stuff together.

Probably shouldn’t have eaten a quarter of the mix tho… >> Oh well.

So. Lots of fun things going on.

Firstly, Yay! for people liking my slightly-cracky rpg icons.

Secondly...yesterday sucked. I mean.. everything after like, Noon my-time sucked. The cleaning sucked a lot. I HATE DUST. And LAUNDRY.

Thirdly. Library HATES Y!M. So not cool. So...no scening with peeps who only have yim/msn unless I'm at Dad's randomly.

Fourthly. WTF, MY FAMILY? My awesome Bi Uncle (who Maestro ingeniously noted sounds kinda like bionicle heehehe) had this major falling out with his dad/my grandpa. As in he wants nothing to do with him and doesn't want to be around him, get money, ANYTHING.

Aaaaand they're supposed to be going to my brother's graduation. Riiiight. Not together, they aren't. It seemed like Sam was just going to stay up in Fargo but...not sure. I mean he was planning on going down and hanging out. But now with the whole losing his job/falling out I don't know WTF IS GOING ON. And I'm pissed. I love him, he's a great guy we bond over the bi-ness and stuff. So...GAH.

Fifthly. I totally have allergies. To what I'm not sure but probably the same stuff my mom has. Wonder if that includes the cockroaches because that was hilarious. Pity she didn't watch Heroes that'd make it more amusing for her. So that's like...grass which I already knew... (I was the freaky kid who ran around in socks during the summer when everyone else was barefoot...) Dust, prolly. DAMN YOU, DUST. Um... maybe maple trees and whatever that other really common plant-thing was? Which leads into...

Six. SINUS HEADACHES ARE MADE OF LAME EVIL. That's self-explanatory, truly.

Seven. I want my internet-haven room. I cleaned it, I changed the sheets on the bed, I Swiffer'd the ceiling... I want my net back. And it's only been one day. :(