Oh, lordy. Fuck my life. Literally. Fuck it in the vagina with sand-mixed lube. Do it.
Here are reasons to hate my life:
I got a car I didn't want. It was cool. Then it broke.
Then they fixed it. (Computer update, air and fuel filters, transmission flush)
Then it wasn't actually fixed. (Brakes failed because of a faulty hose, and that scared the shit out of me)
Then they fixed it again (new hose, new skreem module in the keys which made it so it would finally actually start on the first try instead of the 5th)
But it still has problems (a leak in the fuel line for which a part is ordered but not yet paid for, it has to go back for that)
So my dad invested an extra $600 into a car less than 30 days after purchasing it, and still has more to go.
Then the bank screwed me over when their check reader ruined my paycheck, pulled all of my money out and then some without telling me (therefore overdrafting me), charged my mom's credit card $200, and didn't even bother to call me once.
Luckily, I keep track of my bank account balance and knew within hours of them doing it, but still. That was 10 days ago. They JUST NOW mailed me my mutilated check, and my new check from starbucks won't be here until Friday, which is pay day anyway. When I will be closing my account with Wachovia and going elsewhere.
So I've gone a pay period without money, and both mom and dad aren't made of money to support me since dad's paid for my car repairs ($600) and my car ($7500 + $350 sales tax and registration + $40 inspection) and my school ($1700) and my books ($100) and mom's card was charged $200, and since she's a school employee, she has no money until this friday, and it's only a partial check, AND her bill is due soon. So.
Fuck my life. I'm broke, and everyone in my family and ~
DuckieOfDoom are suffering because of it. Since ~
DuckieOfDoom is paying for a lot of my food and he buys my shampoo and razor replacement cartridges and all sorts of stuff. Poor Jake.
I found $30 in my backup work pants today.
I never thought $30 would feel like a fortune, but it's literally the difference between ramen/skipping meals and fast food. For that, I am thankful.
(It sucks to feel like you're working for no money. I worked my shift today, covered half of my coworker's shift, and then worked part of another starbucks employee's shift at another store, which just makes it even worse. just today. and since i don't have my last paycheck, i feel like it's for free. i know it's not. but it feels like it.)
I need a hug. and a hot bath, my legs hurt so bad right now oh my god. and i pulled muscles in my butt. i didn't know it was possible.