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Spending my f*cking Saturday shopvaccing yucky water and installing a new submersible sump pump.

There are many organizations that pair vets with rescue animals, not necessarily service dogs.

You are good with computers. You know what dead pixels are. Stop poking my monitor really hard every time you point at something. I told you not to do that the first time, I snapped at you the second tine, and I snapped at you the third time. Get the f*ck out of here with your shitty depth...

My boyfriend, who keeps clinging to and fluttering about me. I have a copper T and it had another 4 years left on it. YOU did this to me. Just give me $250 and maybe a ride to the clinic and then let me get on with my life. Stop coddling me and trying to ask how I feel. Stop pretending YOU'RE...

Me, a mother? Don't make me laugh.

I find some of her political views... distasteful, but I'd be lying if I said I didn't blast this shit in my obnoxious rice burner.

I don't think I can report the vehicle stolen, as his name is on the title (as well as mine) and it is registered in solely his name.

He could refinance it with a cosigner--he could try asking his mother, or his miserable brother, or his sister. Maybe he already did, and they said no because he aspires to be a responsibility-dodging bum. Maybe he should remember who was nice enough to cosign for him. If you google his name...

Read back over everything you wrote here. Repeat it to her. I know you've said that you told her most of it, but did you really make yourself seem vulnerable or were you still guarded? It's confusing when you find someone you don't need to be guarded around.

The correspondence between Gary and my boyfriend are pretty hilarious too. I'm wondering how he's "basically homeless" if he's living with his mom. Did she get tired of his shit and kick him out too? Gary, Hey shipwreck. A repo man went to my mother's house today looking for the VW Jetta...

I spoke to a couple lawyers, and unfortunately short of him refinancing the car--basically getting a new loan in his name to pay off the old one--there's not much I can do short of declaring bankruptcy.There's no way to just take my name off the loan paperwork. The problem is that I don't feel...

At this point I'm angrier about the fact that he's involving me in his decision to become a debt-dodging bum. He claims to want me out of his life completely, but his actions speak otherwise. If he truly wanted to disengage then he would have refinanced the car he kept or come up with some sort...

The DV advocate who runs a weekly support group pissed me off yesterday. I don't go weekly. Maybe once a month, when I can get out of work early enough. The pizza place across the street brings garlic bread and bottles of wine. Sheesh, we need it. One of the other women is an AF vet and a...

It's not on Youtube yet. https://soundcloud.com/eone-music/cilver-im-america

If I'm not being nice, I go for the jugular. There is no inbetween. Shoot to kill or get your finger off the f*cking trigger. Words are no different.

The idiot lost his passport and some other documents and blamed me for their disappearance. It's the same idiot who shot a hole in the wall and absurdly accused me of somehow using his identity to take out an auto insurance policy in his name... Plot twist! A repo man showed up at my...

My ex-husband still thinks that the wall shot itself, and my car smashed itself with a sledgehammer. Everyone else is at fault for his problems. Our recent e-mail correspondences are actually kind of entertaining. Gary, It has come to my attention that Geico mailed a check to you back in...

It would be a dick move to just throw her out on the street. If you want to be a dick to her then by all means do so. That doesn't mean you shouldn't give her a week or so to find her own place.

It also takes being at a certain place with ourselves in order to let another in, if that makes sense. I'm not saying that you should learn to love yourself before you love another. I hate that expression, and whenever someone said it to me I would snerk that I love myself every night. Really...

I literally can't even right now. I don't think I could be with someone who's inherently stupid.

Being a woman in the Army felt like this most of the time.

A relationship that can be called healthy.

I'm also wondering why he had on shorts in the middle of December. In Buffalo. Where it's like 9 degrees. I guess he's that much of a badass.

No shave November is over, thank the heavens. It was getting kind of scratchy.

He was really creepy. f*cker winked at me on his way out and said "hot damn".