#such bad

And Lusis is still sitting in PA instead of having moved again overnight, which would have put her at delivery today. Maybe tomorrow.

I was going to take the boy to the park to do some litter control since I don’t have the energy to actually play with him, it would be good to do anyway, and we haven’t done ANYTHING this summer, but now I get to play phone tag with Home Depot.

The discount That Guy pushed for was 25% (3794.73). Their offer was about 6.5% (975). I accepted it to put an end to this mess and it still hasn’t ended.

I’ll call today and see if they can get that paperwork while I’m on the line with them, or if they can’t, whether they can get someone authorized to send large value gift cards (they do Vanilla Visa which can be used everywhere just not online) on the line. Then I would pay the full amount without amending the contract and just have to wait for an invoice, which is another demand by That Guy, and a gift card that’ll never come.

I don’t care. But if they do send it as a gift card, I AM TAKING IT. And I am USING it. For myself. For things I like and shit I want. That are just for me. Not for the house. Not for the boy (ok maybe for the boy I like the boy). Not for That Guy. For me.

If this gets at least 100 notes, I’ll go into vivid detail on why I took down both This Crazy World and its sequel. Until then!

This Crazy World stars a 24 White dude named Nicholas Orinvinchi (admittedly, his last name is one of the only legitimately cool things about the series.) After his uncle finds out Nick cheated on his girlfriend (Miu Kato), said uncle blackmails him into saving the world from a death ray machine. Because if his girlfriend finds out, she will absolutely kill him.

Accepting every layer of ludicrosity for the absurdity that it is, Nick drags his girlfriend and around 6 other killers to make their way to said death ray machine and kill the one responsible for threatening the planet. What follows is a quick and maddening descent into ‘So Dark, So Gritty’ territory with no nuance on how to deliver the satirical portion of the book, making it being taken completely seriously.

I was fine. I got used to being alone. Then I fell in love with you. I was fine. Everything was okay. But then you came along. You came back. I saw love in your eyes. More than I saw their colour. I fell in. I fell knowing I shouldn’t. I knew I should have stayed away. But I couldn’t because you got me. You understood. You felt it. You felt me. You felt us. I was fine. I was okay before I fell in love with you. I was used to being lonely. You told me. I wouldn’t have to be any more. You left. You left. Oh my God. You left. I thought you meant it. Please. Please don’t tell me you love me still. Please don’t break me again. I told you. You were going to hurt me. I was wrong. For the millionth time. I hurt myself. I don’t love you anymore. I can’t. I don’t want too. You tell me sweet things. You said them to keep me here. You said things you don’t mean. To see if I’m still wrapped up in you. I am. I always will be. You win. You win. You always win. You tell me to let you go. Then you make sure im still wrapped. Wrapped around your finger. I’ll come running. I’ll come running every time. I don’t love you anymore. You’re my devil sin. I don’t love you. That is my biggest lie.

I don’t love you anymore. I wish it were true. I’m lying to myself, again. I’m lying because of you.

Destroy me if you must. I’m still here. Waiting on you.