He’d taken my baby to see some bloody woman he only knew from the fucking internet and dumped me at home on my own for fucking hours and gave not one SHIT about contacting me.!! As per usual, some other fucking woman was more important than me, what a surprise.!
Category Archives: Being A Crazy Bitch.!
A Solution To A Problem We Don’t Yet Have OR How To Be Brutally Murdered In Your Sleep.
Sometimes I wonder just what in the hell goes through Bear’s head.. and then there are times, like now, when I wish to God I hadn’t been made privy to it.
Blatantly Fucking Incompetent.!
On Thursday I went into hospital for my total right hip replacement surgery. I came home 10 hours later to piles of dirty dishes, dog hair all over the floor, dog food teeming with flies and no support aids.
The Mommy, Christmas Pudding & The Missing Bauble
It’s been a tradition since I moved here to steal a bauble from somewhere to add to our collection. Bear was a bit hesitant at first being an honest upstanding member of society…
Living On The Edge, Christmas Pudding & The New Niece
I’ve just spent a little over an hour sat on my own, in silence, waiting for him to put the fucking Internet down and spend time with me, while he’s been poncing about playing some Star Trek style game, waiting for me to sit in my spot on the sofa because it seems the TV remote doesn’t work if I’m even an inch out of place.!
Shopping List, Heatwave & Trying Again
Bear called the police… it was a better solution than allowing me to go around there to tell them to shut the fuck up… or else… I’d have no problem throwing my toaster in their pool.
Drawing The Line, Coming Out & Doing A Nice Thing
He wants to be buddies again, so he has someone else to talk shit to when things aren’t going his way, which if you believe a word he says, is always.
Toxic Plants, Teenage Attitudes & Controlling Behaviour
Not that marriage had been mentioned beyond the engagement, at which she was over-joyed and had advertised it and her ring all over social media, calling herself a fiancee and telling everyone how happy she was.
Pup Insanity, A Vet Visit & Out Of Date Dairy
“Stop eating my bloody bike, you little ratbag.!” We can’t put them anywhere else unfortunately and I don’t see why we should. He needs to learn to leave stuff alone.
Being Nice & Why I Can’t Live Amongst Humans
I don’t understand panic-buying, I don’t understand hoarding, I don’t understand victimising others, I don’t understand human beings at all. I just don’t get it. I’m as rebellious as the next person, in my own way, but if you’re told by health experts to stay indoors because you could catch a viral infection that has the potential to kill you and your loved ones, you stay the hell indoors.
Dear Diary... 