Chapter 15: The Bell Tolls Twice for the Unlucky

Man oh man has it been an eventful two months of massive bullshit beyond proportions.
I don't know if I ever fully typed out the skinny of the aftermath of Hurricane McLovin&Brainiac but it was not the greatest storm I have lived thru drama wise with Taylor. Needless to say she and I are finished forever. I almost do not even want to see the children again. When they are older and want to look me up that's fine, but I cannot have their mother and her choice of lovers in my life.

I know in previous entries I have said that Denny.s would never become my life, but little did I know how much I would enjoy working with my boss. I have been promoted to shift manager and start in a few weeks after she gets back from vacation. A trip mind you our store won for her. I have even made a few friends from there. Some not working there any longer but we have still stayed friend which is nice seeing all the drama that occurred with Taylor. Maybe one day I will fully type it out on here but for now I would rather let sleeping dogs lie. Shes a master manipulator and I've got 99 problems and that bitch ain't one of them.

I adopted a new kitten and named him Vampyre Bill. Bruce and him are my entire world. I honestly never understood how someone could love their pets so much, but now being a pet owner of two rotten cats I totally understand. I spend more on them than myself any day. When someone asks if I have kids my response is " Two boy cats Bruce and Vampyre Bill." they look at me like I am ignorant but they are pretty much the equivalent of having a child. I have to feed, bath, clean, pick up after, chase around, and etc before my day ends. It's always worth it though at the end of the day when they are sleepy and want to go to bed with "Mom" or curl up with me on the couch. Bill reminds me so much of Bruce as a baby that its unreal.

Eww and I am also so fucking disgusted with myself. I thru a shit fit bc my local vapor shop isnt going to carry the type of coils I prefer to buy for my new xpro m80 plus from Smok Tech. I was livid. So that week I didnt buy a new coil thinking I could make the one I had last until I had a co-worker pick my preferred coil up in Illinois. I smoked some cigs, So now I am craving them something awful. Ugh I made it ten fucking months, and look at me now as I type out my blog post that at least three or more were due since July. I'm a loser baby =p lol

Chapter 14: Hush Little Baby Don't Say a Word, Sissy's Gonna Put Her 2 Cents In

My younger sister is totally out of hand... Now I realize that we are not little kids anymore and that we are making our own way in life, that we have our own "families' now, but some of the things I have witnessed this past week has really got me wondering how she is actually living. How can you live in the low income apartments and just act as though nothing is wrong at all i mean you are living off the govt and that is just not cool. i really wish she would just wake up and smell the roses but that is very unlikely to happen seeing as though I have been waiting for it to happen for well over 2 years now.

 I would fucking love to be in her shoes and live in the same town as my whole family and be able to spend time with them, but she is too worried she is going to miss her next visit from some loser on that hill. Let me put it this way when Mother dropped me off to visit my Daddy and brothers she gave specific instructions that Pookie was not to share her snack that Mom bought her with her neighbor. Well right after mom left and I got caught up visiting with Dad she disappeared with the baby back over to her apartment to see a neighbor. 

Wtf? I am never in town. I barely know my nephew. It just blows me away that she did that. To top it all off today is her birthday and she decided to go see one of her low life friends whom is relation to her white trash baby daddy, who is on bedrest in the hospital on the verge of having her 2nd baby at the whopping age of 18 or 20. It's fucking gross. I just can't believe she blew off a pool party to go fuck off in Indy at the lame hospital with all those losers. I am so totally over her at this point. Earlier this week her and the baby daddy about went to jail over paraphernalia . It's just a sad situation and I just hope she wakes up before its too late. And for the love of god I hope she does not marry Stephen. Oh God how I hope she never marries that white trash bag full of shit.

Chapter 13: Lamb's I Declare War Against Thee! We will not take it anymore!

I am so fucking tired of LAMB's getting jobs and just acting like they can talk however they fucking want to people and just do whatever they want all because they are "Life after Meth" I fucking could careless what these fucking people chose to do when they were kids. I enjoy smoking ganja but you don't see me asking for a free pass to call people " Fucking Bitch" at work where the general public can hear since our kitchen is one where you see the cooks cooking.

I am getting to where i enjoy my job more so than in the beginning because I am just now finally getting everything, and you know what? I'm getting good, and by good I mean I have regulars who wait for me to come into work to feed them. I am so sorry for how this morning went in all because I have been busting my ass to be professional and keep my cool even when I am totally pissed off.

I really think I am going to look into transferring to the French Lick Denny's and just start new with Tony there because I am beyond finished with Vincennes and the meth heads who feel like the world owes them something. Guess what mother fuckers you can't keep blaming others when it keeps repeating.

 I know for a fact that the POS that went off on me today has been spinning and has relapsed after a year or so of being clean. Its a shame but you know he's not near the caliber of cook I am at Dennys or anywhere else. I'd show that fucker what the five fingers say to the face with any of my dishes compared to the dog shit he puts out. I hate that fuck and now its my goal to make sure he is fired.  I have tried for months to get along with this fuck and then he just does this. I be damn any man is going to call me a fucking bitch and get away with it at work, and then tell me I am going to lose my job just because he's the bosses pet.

Mike Waterberry you have started a war that you will not win you piece of dog shit.

Chapter 12: The FML FIles Of Miss Chanel

Murphy's Law ain't no joke fool. Damn if I do, Damn if I don't.

"I hate feeling like I'm bothering the people who claim to miss me. If you miss me then you would have me call. Don't tag me or blow up my stuff anymore if it just kills you to reply to me. Sorry I work and can't make it home so no one really knows me anymore. That's okay though. Was going to ask to call and see if I could get some help, but no one has helped me really since I've been up here so why think any different today? "


---- I wish I could make the above Facebook status, but it's a cheap shot and I know it. I know they're busy and sometimes don't want to talk on the phone, but at least I just texted "Whatcha doing" and the response I get back from Mother is " Just got back from sisters. I spent the day with her...." so I then replied "That's cool, I seen the photos on FB." and she just leaves off there. With her three periods just lingering in my mind, like unfinished business with a ghost. Haunting me. What did the dot dot dot mean? Is she annoyed that her oldest child checked in after a week of being MIA. How could I annoy her almost two hours away? It's not as though we live together. Hell we never really lived together.

"This is how I feel about my whole home away from home problem. I love my family, but we don't even know another anymore. Why should I bust my ass to see them when they are more in the means to come see me? It's not fair, but when really is life ever truly fair? Never friends. Never is life fair."
----- Kandace Chanel June 24, 2015

I just feel so outta the loop with my own family that it hurts. Tony does not understand because as I have mentioned previously he doesn't really have any family. Today we found out his parents changed the locked on the house. So much for cheating my way outta going to the laundromat on tuesday on my most likely only day off next week.

I shit you not this is what I have to deal with. Now this is not the exact photo of where I do my clothes, but it's mines cleaner twin. It's sad when you pay to have you're clothes washed, but they end up stinking anyway from the nastiness of the machines and gas dryers. Shame on the Vincennes laundromat. I hate you motherfuckers.

My favourite co-worker took a leave of absence for five weeks today. I truly do not know how I am going to survive on the weekends without Wayne. Him and his Boston accent make me feel as though I am not at work slaving away for the people of southern illinois and indiana. He pretends that we work on an airline, so he and I use air control lingo as our kitchen jargon. I will miss the old man. At least Jennifer and a few of the other good ones are still around. Oh how I yearn for the day that Mike leaves. I hate that fat dumb fucker. He's just plain old useless, and he's like thirty years younger than Old Man Wayne. You would think Wayne would be the one slacking, but it's unfortunately the other way round. Wayne will be checking into an hospital for the time off work, I just hope he gets better and is able to come back to us at Denny's.

Old man Wayne is my Goose. I don't know what the fuck I am going to do without him. What's a woman suppose to do without her wingman?

***** SO FAR THE WEEKEND HAS FUCKING SUCKED WITHOUT GOOSE THE NEW GUY (I REFUSE TO CALL HIM BY HIS REAL NAME ) JW IS A FUCKING IDIOT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
WAYNE COME HOME!

JK GET WELL BUDDY.

Jimmy Fallon feat. will.i.am - Ew! (Official Music Video)

Chapter 11: Ew

https://youtu.be/uMBXhDcogcI

The video above has just made my last few days. Jimmy Fallon and Will.I.Am are just amazeballs lol.


The last week has just been complete and total garbage. When the fuck is the month of May going to end? Lol I know its suppose to be in a few days (duh!) but it just seems like the month of May has just dragged on and on. Then again I do work in a place where you pretty much do the same fucking thing day in and day out. The only differences in days in the order of which food has come in. For the most part at my Dennys we feed the same people all day everyday. Which is not a bad thing but my god has everyone really got so lazy in the world that they just dont know how to cook so therefore everyone goes out to eat for every meal? Don't get me wrong there are many nights that I just dont feel like cooking, but most nights its a home cooked meal on the table. Not something from work, Taco Bell, or any other fast food. Thats how it should be. In my opinion. I just cant get over these old fucks who come in and stare at my ass as I am cooking and eat every fucking meal at the restaurant. Then when you catch them staring they just start laughing and talking loud. It pisses me off on a daily basis. One old man that comes in and eats is named Ed and us cooks play a game called "Ed's here" this game consists of whoever sees Ed first has to say to some other cook "Hey Ed is here" and you win the game. This little old man comes in and eats almost the same things every day for every meal. On my shift I cook him spaghetti. I can understand his old ass not cooking for himself anymore he's like eighty years old, but these other men that are our regulars really have no reason. One of them even insists his food be cut up because he had a stroke. Now we do it and we do it with a smile on our faces but damn. He is a married man who has to come in and joke with two other fucks. Blah. I just want to fucking scream thinking about it all.

Since I love the Ew video so much I am going to share my own list of Ew to make me feel a tad bit better about my day at work today.

"Hello my name is Kandace, 

That's Kandace with a K, 

because C's are Ew.

Too bad if you don't like it, because haters are gonna hate. 

Retweeting tweets, too shiny of lip gloss, 

People who talk over other people, and 

people who repeatedly go out to eat, 

people who have too many children, 

and coffee that was brewed to weak.

Here were just a few things that I find Ew."

Chapter 10: 10 things I hate in life.

 1.) I hate stupid stupid. This is a wide array of things. Whether it be stupid questions, actions, movies, video games, magazine, e-books you name it it can be stupid. So do me a favor and keep the stupidity to yourself.

2.) I hate PDA. Enough said.

3.) I hate liars.

4.) I hate thieves.

5.) I hate making plans just to end up not following them. I mean c'mon why fucking write out these lists and plans if you're not even going to remember this was the plan. I am guilty of doing this a lot. For example I have wrote down the pH levels and plans of what the plants are going into, and I had three days off back to back from work. What do I do? I leave my little book of plans at work. Just fucking dumb. The whole three days off that I have had have just been fucking wasted. Im so frustrated about this past horrible weekend at denny's and my ignorant boyfriend.

6.) I hate drunks. Alcoholism runs in my family on both sides extremely bad so I don't hardly drink and I do not care for anyone who does.

7.) I hate snobs.

8.)  I hate meth. It's a drug that's had a horrible impact on my life growing up. My parents were both afflicted by the drug. My Mother has been in recovery for almost ten years. I love the show Breaking Bad, but seeing what it actually does to a family first hand is certainly not how it is portrayed on TV.

9.) I hate people who hate on other people's fandoms. I mean nerds, geeks, whatever you want to stereotype people who enjoy science fiction and other make believe things, have it hard enough from non fandom loving people who just don't know what in the world we are talking about. Don't come up to me and be like "You know that Doctor Who show? It really blows because it is British. I do not enjoy British television."  I am a huge fan of Doctor Who and British television in general.

10.)  I hate askhole's. People who ask for advice, but just do the exact opposite of what you told them would be the best course of action. My best friend is turning into one of these people over her white trash bag full of dog shit boyfriend. She had the nerve to tell me yesterday that the night before when I came up and saved her from getting hit that if I would not have shown up that they would have just had sex and been fine. That is totally fucking fucked up. Who says that to their best friend of over 15 years? C'mon.

It's been a horrible week and it just keeps getting progressively worse, but what's new?

Chapter 9: "Have you seen my red stapler?"

      The last few days have just been fucking terrible.
   I believe this is my fourth post for the month which feels odd, but
   I really think this is half ass helping me out by getting on here and venting
   instead of raging for days on end or starting a pointless fight on FB because I
   simply feel the need to do so. So tonight was my first second/swing shift at work
   and amazingly it didn't blow balls too god awful bad, but it was still a wiener fest. Literally.

 

    The other three cooks were all dudes. Two of which I never really work with so they try and be     overbearing because they are worried you're going to fuck something up when in all reality it is     them that will be doing the fucking up. I had to look over so much fucking work tonight all bc one dude was just strung the fuck out on god knows what and he kept turning the times off for the grill and fryer without pulling anything! Then he tried to serve some burnt nacho's. Who the fuck tries to sell burnt nacho chips? Way to look out for business! Oh and not to mention you just would     basically make your server lose money because 1.) That person is never coming back. 2.) They most likely did not leave a trip. Servers in Indiana make just a little over two dollars! They depend on those tips to live.





    Then to just top my night off we get home and shower together and settle into the living room. I am on the phone with my Mother when I hear a knock on the door. I am instantly just pissed. I know exactly who it is. Its my best friends worthless boyfriend wanting to bum cigs off Tony. Now I don't mind it most of the time but it's just getting fucking old. It was past eleven at night. Who wouldn't get mad? Blah. I sent her a crabby FB message that I am sure was over the top but damn. I am not going to support someone who is worthless. If that's what she wants to do then that is her prerogative.









Let's hope for a better week after Sunday. Please god let it be a better week.

End this shit on a funny note =p

Get to know the Author

                                                                      WHATS YOUR?
Age: 23
Birthday: 02/22
Relationship status: engaged
Biggest fear: Bruce running away
Dream Job: Chef
Dream Car: Baby Blue Volkswagon (Just like Brooke's from One tree Hill)
Dream House: Up in the Mountains with a huge pot farm.

                                                                       FAVOURITE?
Artist: Eminem
Movie: Repo! The Genetic Opera
Song: Steady Mobbin
TV series: The Walking Dead
Animal: Kangaroos
Book: Sookie Stackhouse Series
Colour: Purple

                                                                      THIS OR THAT?
Twitter or facebook: FB
Twitter or Instagram: Twitter
Facebook or Instagram: FB
Coke or Pepsi: Neither
Tea or Coffee: Hot tea
Tacos or Pizza: Pizza
Winter or summer: Fall =p

                                                                  WOULD YOU EVER?
Get married:  On my way ;)
Have Kids: Probably not.
Swim with sharks: Yes
Share a banana: No I am allergic
Eat rotten food: Hellz No

Chapter 8: Even the losers get lucky sometimes

 

Opening with Tom Petty as the Mad Hatter. =p 

Mother's Day was a fucking trainwreck. Normally I don't post more than once a week, but it's definitely been tough. I'm having trouble keeping my cool these past several days. I even snapped at old man Wayne at work and I'm normally very patient with him because he is a fucking dinosaur. Now a few of the other fucks at work I don't worry about offending. Tony was asked if he and I would work a few night shifts the next couple weeks. So this coming weekend we're going to be on swing shift. It's going to fucking suck hard. I straight up told one guy I work with that the coming weekend I will not carry him like I did Mother's Day Sunday. Uh Uh no way. I cannot believe that someone who has been working at Denny's for about 5-8 months does not know how to efficiently and correctly do his job. Idk if the kid is just a little slow or what but he is fucking ridiculous. I highly dislike Mike at work but he's starting to grow on me a tad bit. He watches TV so if I can chat about one of my favorite shows then you got me. I will definitely talk about some TV.

I watch wayyyyy to many shows to even remotely list any.

  Tony and I were fighting first thing Mother's Day morning. I'm glad I am not a mom otherwise that would had been another holiday he has managed to upset me or make me cry since he still does it about every other day what do holidays or birthdays matter? Some years he is okay but others he is the normal fucking drama queen he has turned into. His parents and Danielle the Whale really did a number on my man. I love him but he's fucked up majority of the time. I miss him now that he works two jobs. I kinda feel bad for calling him a loser that morning because he was actually sick and I didn't believe him. We went to work and he was sent out of the kitchen before Noon ever even hit. I felt a little bad ,but not as much as you think because like I said he hurts my feelings constantly about everything so him crying wolf in the morning saying he does not feel good when in an hour he's going to be fine Uh uh I dont fucking think so. We have bills to pay and a loan to pay off soon. Plus I'm actually making money these days so once we catch up I am going to buy some new clothes because I deserve that. 

  On a brighter note today was one of the first mornings in a long time that Tony and I made love. No foreplay before just made love and he was late going to work. No surprise there we are always late to work. Not a good habit but it's never by more than ten minutes. We stay over and make sure everything is clean and stocked so I believe we're okay as far as management goes with being late. I just want Tony and I to be super happy again. Is that possible after being together for almost four years now? Don't get me wrong we're happy just not new couple happy.

How we feel well How I feel around PDA. 

My Mother is a awesome lady don't get me wrong, but she fucked me up. I can't hardly watch another couple kiss without feeling uncomfortable over it. I get embarrassed about sex questions and I don't normally share about it besides vague details. I love my Mom but she is definitely a jerk for passing all the ass and uncomfortable genes to me. Not to mention all my food allergies match hers and then some. Bringing up the excessive PDA was to throw the Bff situation into the post today... Where to even fucking begin. I love Taylor. I love all of Taylor's kids whom I godmother very seriously, but I fucking hate Nico. He's a pompous fuck. He sat in my living room there other day and told me that ravioli can only be cheese to be called ravioli. That it could not have meat in it and be called ravioli. I just quit talking to him after that. I keep trying to be friendly for Taylor's sake but I don't know how much longer I can fake it. She opened up to me yesterday while we went shopping together and she told me that he is starting to get meaner to her and the girls. I told her he didn't change that he's the same loser from almost 3 years ago now. Ugh. Why does he have to keep coming into my life? He brought up the stolen items he stole from me calling them his own. I was like what the fuck man? Why would you even want to talk about any of that? I have worked my ass off over the years building my stuff back up and he has to bring up stealing clothes,  smartphone, and god knows what else from me. *Screams and pulls hair*

I really really hope she kicks him out soon.

Then while we are at the store he claims that her ex came by my house, but he kept the kids quiet and  locked the door, but the kids and her ex said he did not come by. Why would he lie about something like this? It just makes zero sense. I think my buddy Eric stopped by and he just assumed it was Bug because he knows he still pops by and sees Tony and I before/after getting the kids if she lets his Mom and him actually take them. Now with Tony and I's situation about him not seeing his bastard I don't feel right commenting to Taylor that she shouldn't let that white trash bag of dog shit tell her anything having to do with her kids seeing their dad. Bug is a great dad to those girls. Nico will never be the man that Bug is in my eyes. He may be the winning loser currently but he won't always be lucky. I have a feeling I know how this is all going to play out and when it happens I am just going to sit back and laugh.

     
                  

Chapter 7: Oh How the Mighty Fall in Love

    I am completely, stupidly, just uncalled for in love with my Fiance.

    Not that it's a bad thing, but is it really a good thing to be so caught up with
someone else that nothing else matters?

Is this how it appears to others?

  I don't think I am as bad as Golem here, but sometimes Tony is. This last year was horrible.

I've stated before on here we had a bit of a rough patch and I was very close to leaving after losing my expo job, but over the holiday we worked on our shit and were doing a lot better most days. 

Now ladies who are reading this What do you do when your man does not want to go to work? The way I go about it is I tell Tony his ass is not calling in. We are trying to catch up bills he has to go. I mean I went to work for 2 weeks just sick as sin and never did I call in. We've not been at our new jobs long enough to call in. Shit happens yes, but don't go and make it happen. 

Now I have trouble forgetting myself, but I always go to work. Why is that so hard for him to do?

  The last thing I want to do in the early morning is fight with the love of my life but he just keeps on. I don't want to have the same fights every fucking day. Who the fuck does?

       

We're not in a fight club. We're suppose to be lovers.

      It may not be quite everyday we have this issue but it's often enough for me to have told him I disliked him highly this morning. He just replied that he hates me at moments too. Im sure its normal but first thing in the morning? No. I'm glad I was able to just sleep in today. Otherwise it would have been the only thing running thru my mind all day. " I hate you at moments too." Why? Because I tell you to go to work? Go fuck yourself Tony. 

I do everything for him and fucking go to work on top of it. If he would actively look into giving up his rights to his bastard then maybe he wouldn't have to work two jobs just to remotely make what I do.  

Yeah I hope you see this too Danielle. You're free ride is about to end too you fat whore getting part of my budget when he does not even get to see the kid? You're a terrible person and have helped in making him the worst he has ever been. 

  Maybe one day my life will become better since this is technically the hole I have dug for myself.  

Chapter 6: April Showers Brings May Flowers

Let me set the scene for you.

You have a choice. Chose A or B.

Chances are if you're doing one, the other is shortly behind.

So lets just read.

a.) Do the Kylie Jenner Challenge
b.) Have a baby in high school

Here's the scenario.

1.) You're allergic to Latex.
2.) You are not 18 years old.
3.) Someone else supports you financially.
4.) You do not have standing in the community. (Money, family, old money families, oh and this thing called a career!)

To solve the first dilemma. They make non-latex condoms that are not sheep skin. They are called SKYN's and you know its almost like "doing it" with nothing =p The excuse "I can't use condoms bc I am allergic latex" is not valid. Suck it up Buttercup. No "Glove" means No "love". Plus ladies there is such a thing as being choosy and not giving it up to every guy you meet. Oh and there are forms of birth control for both sexes not just females now.

2.) If you are under the age of 18 you do not need to be responsible for another human being. Hell at 18 you are not ready to have complete control of your own life. I am 23 and there are still times I have to call Mommy and ask a question.

3.) If someone else is supporting you financially then you also have no business reproducing, or even for that matter thinking about having sex/reproducing should be off the table. No one wants to take care of your kids or hear about how "Oh the welfare dept gets me this this this this and this a month for so and so." No one wants to hear your mouth about it.

4.) No one really cares except family. All you little kids out there wanna be like "I'm 16 i cant wait to get outta my bitch mom's house. 2 more years brotha"
You have a rude awakening coming. Especially if you're popping out a baby.

Point I am trying to make in all this madness

If you are participating in the Kylie Jenner challenges then you have no business reproducing.

Point blank just No.

If you still in high school and you have a baby shit happens, but everyone should just stop being so damn dramatic about it. Im sorry but having a baby when your still a baby is not "life saving" its giving life. Life that you most likely are not fully going to be supporting.

Oh also if this offends anyone plz promptly roll it up nice and tight, lay down on your side, gently lift one leg, and then shove it up your ass.

<--------- My solution to if you're participating in pointless challenges.

I just want to fucking scream.

My sister announces she's pregnant on Mother's birthday but ends up losing the baby/tubal pregnancy a week later. Ugh why did she even tell us she was having another baby when she wasn't too far along?

Tony and I quit using condoms several months ago, and have been doing it like teens using the "pull out" method. Im not pregnant. I just do not get it. Why? Why would she take the chance of having another baby when she can't even take care of the one she currently has? I love her to pieces and want the best life possible for her, but she has to want it to achieve and she would rather be with a white trash bag full of dog shit who won't ever support her or the kids. 

Make Love! Not Babies!

I'm just over here like "I'm fat" and everyone else is having kids.
Now you have to share, but I don't! Bwhahaha

I repeat this constantly to her

Speaking of white trash bags full of shit. One of those has ventured his way back into my circle of friends and I do not like it one bit. Wtf am I really suppose to do though? It's my best friends "love interest" after leaving her boyfriend/fake husband of three years. She really makes me ill about how she just jumped into bed with another man. Yeah its not like we don't imagine ourselves with celebrities and things like that, but to fuck an ex in a explicit way in your new apartment not even a week after leaving then you are a tad bit of a slut. I dont want to think of her this way though. but to top things off not only is she "dating" White Trash Bag again she's still leading on her ex and now my brother from another mother! I have never understood why men just flock to her. She has three kids and its between three dads. She is just a year older than I. I don't know how she does it. Seeing her make it gives me hope my sister can make it, but I don't want to think of my Pookie doing anything similar to my bestie. God I love her. I have forgiven her for so many things over the years and I'm sure she's forgiven me numerous times. Been best buds since we were babies. I am sure it will all work out in the end but I feel so topsy turvy. 

I Want to be the person who gets her back on track with her life.
 I have not supported all her choices, but mostly I have.

"We've been best bud since we were babies"

This is How she feels.

This is how I feel.

Chapter 5: IRC and my former employer

Due to circumstances I can't type out actual names of places or agencies, but I have to vent about it and it can't be on my social media so here I come to you Blog. I am so fucking confused on what to do. I filed a complaint. I never thought anything would actually come of it but of course something would and of course something would right after I have had a job for almost a month. I am glad that I am getting to stick it to them, but what if I am messing with the wrong people in this dirty town of Vincennes. Everyone knows everything is crooked as hell. I'm not originally from here and I praise whatever high power you wanna insert here that I am not a Knox native.

I believe I am going to ask for a years salary for defamation of character, discrimination, and wrongful termination. I was making some money back then too so it would def be paying some student loans off and pay for insurance deductibles for my hunny and I's teeth, pay for our dream wedding, and be the down payment on a car. I could def use this if something comes out of it, but how embarrassed am I going to be if I lose? I'm not a good loser. I wouldn't want to be around me if it did happen, because i will fucking go ham. I will just fucking lose my shit for real.

What has made me even really have to vent is the point that a few of my old co-workers came into my new establishment this week and was talking shit about my hunny and I to their server who happens to also be a old co-worker from before. Shes the absolute best, and she was done wrong also so I am hoping that I have shed some light for those who have been knocked down. If anyone of you fucks are out there and reading this I hope you get what you have coming to ya. All the times I was verbally abused and made feel like 2 inches tall over stupid shit, all the times I had to take the blame so my boss would shut the fuck up, all the hours I missed with my family over being in that building. You're gonna get what you deserve.

Chapter 4: Easter Fucking Sunday Eve

   God, I have been so fucking ill since Psalm Sunday. I don't know if you and I have discussed this, but I hold zero religious beliefs so just because I pointed out Psalm Sunday don't think that in any way that I am religious. It's just my luck that starting then and until now (Easter Weekend) that I would become ill at my new job. The photo below depicts how Tony and I will be feeling tomorrow at Dennys on Easter fucking Sunday. I hope to god I do not get sick at work tomorrow. I almost did today but tomorrow its more likely to actually do it.

I have had so many fucking people ask me if I am pregnant that I just want to scream "Go Piss on yourself" at them in my best British accent, but I can't. So I don't come off as a jerk I just look down and shake my head no as my response to such a question. I am twenty three years young. Last thing on my mind right now is being a mommy. I don't think I would make a good Mother personally. Not that my Mother was horrendous, but I definitely was not her favorite. I look too much like my biological father. How can you love a face looking back at you that matched your abusers face almost to a perfect T except more femenistic.  I don't know if I was her that I would have been able to do it either. Anyway I don't think I will be much better.

 I do however kinda have some news though. My boyfriend and I are taking the next step in our four year relationship and moving to engaged status =) we have not make it completely known to everyone yet, but its not like its going to be much of a surprise we're constantly up another's butts anyway. Our rings are just gorgeous. Here is a photo of mine. Hunny bun's has to be sent back and resized unfortunately.

 



I am so totally excited to start my DIY stuff for our "wedding" its going to mostly be a reception for all our friends and family at a halfway point between here and french lick that we most likely we be completely paying for.  I am still excited though. I'm ready to be able to call Tony my husband.