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  <pubDate>Tue, 10 Jul 2007 16:47:06 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>God. Why did&amp;nbsp;I have&amp;nbsp;to be stuck with such an irresponsible bitch for a mother - especially one with an interest in dog farms? Is it so much to fucking ask that she actually pays the bills on time instead of using any money she does get on alcohol, cigarettes and gas?&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has a fucking cell phone, but did she pay the bill? Of course not. Instead, she just leaves it and goes to her boyfriends across town, who only has a cellphone, which is with him at work because you know its a work day today for normal people, and stays there for 2 and a half fucking days. Never mind the fact that my brother had baseball and i had to work - so&amp;nbsp;I suppose its a good thing that we got sick then, no?&amp;nbsp; What if one of us had gotten injured? Would she &lt;strike&gt;care&lt;/strike&gt; know? Its bad enough that she didnt write down half of her appointments in her book or phone us to tell us that she wasnt coming home so&amp;nbsp;I could contact&amp;nbsp;her clients. No. Instead, I have to deal with all those disgruntled people who come out into the booines to get their dogs&amp;nbsp;groomed and find out shes not here. Fuck.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously though, shes always bitching about my brother being an irresponsible piece of shit (my words) but then you have to wonder does the apple fall very far from the tree? In this case, not really.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its times like these that&amp;nbsp;I wish she had died instead. At least then there would be someone in this house that&amp;nbsp;I could aleast partially rely on. Sure, dad could be an ass at times, but he actually brought money and food home - hell, he actually &lt;em&gt;came&lt;/em&gt; home. He didnt just go out partying&amp;nbsp;and leave us with&amp;nbsp;a few boxes of KD to survive on for a few days.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God dammit you dumb bitch. Im fucking sick and tired of having to clean up your messes for you. Fucking grow up and start doing it yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3 Ash</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 28 Aug 2006 18:32:32 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Dammit!</title>
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  <description>Just took my L test. And failed. By one!! God dammit!! I took the practice ones and did soo much better. Thought Id beat kirbi and Christine, but no! I just had to fuck that one god damn question up. Now Ive one and wasted $15 and either tomorrow or the next day Im going to have to spend another $15, I could practically buy the first Hellsing manga that ive been ogling lately. &lt;br /&gt;GAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!&lt;br /&gt;Gonna go eat ice cream now.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 08 Jun 2006 20:11:10 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Poking At the Computer With A Stick</title>
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  <description>I can&apos;t believe it&apos;s taken me so long to get around to writing in this. Always was a procrastinator. Seriously pissed off at socials teacher right now. Decides to spring a fuckload of work on us in the last two weeks of school instead of during our practically work-free semester. Bastard. But at least I get to go on the computer and not work for an hour or so. Almost makes me feel guilty or bad or something as I watch my friends tywiddle away at their big essays and I don&apos;t. But I&apos;ll get around to it, and in this case bullshit is my best friends, seeing as he&apos;s half senile. :P &lt;br /&gt;Though I must admit that reading about topfree equality and all that jazz is relatively interesting if I do say so myself. I&apos;ve rambled but haven&apos;t really vented seeing as there isn&apos;t really anyhting to vent about. Just thought I&apos;d try this whole thing out.</description>
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  <lj:mood>Damn you summers!!</lj:mood>
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