Random 525

My day was longer than expected. After my father had his appointment, we had lunch, which was good and bad. I don’t know how many times he said he was a good cook and then he “playfully” was charging me for the meal. I hated being there. I should have just left but I wanted to make sure the jerk ate something and I knew the only way for that to happen was if I ate with him. I could go into detail about the torture he put me under but I won’t. I still am a good for nothing person and that is all that I will say. The only good thing was that I had lunch.

I am very annoyed this ass still gets me feeling like a jerk when I did nothing wrong. I put the dishes in the sink but apparently it wasn’t the “right way”. Meanwhile, he is running water like he owns the company. He turned it on and then sat down to watch TV. Unreal. If that were me, he would have chopped my head off. He is losing it. 83 years old and he acts like an idiot.

I didn’t carry my bag as I didn’t think I would be writing anything. I was right. I just didn’t have time. I knew the idiot would be there early for his appointment so I just grabbed my mocha and left. I didn’t order extra shots for fear of being dizzy. Now that I am home, I am going to have some gin. I think I have earned it after spending three fucking hours with an asshole.

I tried to make some space on my phone as my memory keeps sucking. I have a 64GB SD card and I have no memory?? Turns out, it’s my phone’s memory not the card. So now I got to find files I can transfer to the card. I tried while I was waiting for my father but it kept giving me a duplicate message error. I am going to have to hook up my phone to the laptop and sort it out. I think some songs that I bought are on the phone rather than the card, so there is a start. That will free up some MB of memory.

I might write a drunk blog, depending on how much gin I drink. And I don’t give a fuck. This week has been hell. I know this means I can’t take a pain pill but I really don’t care. You know what will be really funny? If I go out for my birthday and I get carded. I always get carded whenever I want to drink, which is not often. But my sisters won’t. It kills me because I am the fucking oldest. I don’t drink often but when I do, it’s in excess, usually.

I don’t care how much gin I drink tonight. I just wish my phone would fucking cooperate with me. It won’t transfer the files from my phone to my SD card nor my desktop. UGH. I might have to call Sprint and see what can be done about this. I have tried several different ways of transferring the files and it keeps giving me an error message like the damn files are burned to my phone and it won’t let go. I really want to transfer the files so I can reset my MP3 player as it is not working right. I am getting frustrated.