Archive for April, 2004

So tired of the drama

There’s just too much freaking drama going on right now. I don’t even know what half of the shit is about, but I’d like to. I swear, some people just get entirely too mad over little things, and throw friendships away for nothing. I don’t even know what I’ve done, but it must’ve been terrible. This is getting old, and I just want things to be normal again!


Just kill me now and get it over with

Please…somebody….anybody…put me out of my misery! I’m sick yet again. It’s the flu, I think, and it’s awful. I couldn’t be sick when I was off for 3 days in a row. No, that would’ve been too easy. I have to be sick when I have to work. It’s really hard to deal with bitchy customers when your head is pounding, and your throat is so sore it hurts to talk. And to make matters worse, I burned the shit out of my hand today. The palm of my hand, right where I can keep hitting it on things over and over again. Today just wasn’t my day. I’m going to dope myself up with some nyquil, go to bed, and hope that tomorrow is better. Good night!

It’s nice to be known for something

I’m taking my car in for a tune-up today. I used to work with a guy who now has his own garage, so I figured I’d throw some business his way. I just got off the phone with whoever that was that set up my appointment. I’m pretty sure it was his wife, because she knew who I was.

Lady:  What’s your name?Me:   Sabrina MooreLady:  Have you ever been here before?Me:  No, but I know Louis.Lady:   I know you! You’re Sabrina with the screaming kids!

Hey, at least I’m known for something!

Saved by the vomit

I hate it when people try to play matchmaker. Especially if I’m the one they’re making the match for. I’m perfectly happy being single, and I can find someone on my own, thank you very much. One of my cousins has been after me to come to her house and meet this guy she knows. She wanted me to come Saturday night, but Arien was tired and whiny, so I couldn’t. So, she calls me and makes me talk to this guy. He seemed nice enough, so I agreed to go meet him yesterday. When two people are thrown together and they know that they’re expected to hit it off and want to hook up, it makes for a really awkward situation. I’m shy anyway, so that made it even worse. I didn’t know what to say to him, and he didn’t know what to say to me, so we just sat there. I was looking for an excuse to get out of there, but I couldn’t come up with a good one. Gracie had a friend with her, and I was hoping that she would start crying to go home or something to save me. Or my mom would call my cell phone and need me to do something for her. Just as it was beginning to look like I was going to be stuck there for the rest of the night, Arien threw up all over her, me, and the couch. I know this is going to sound awful, but I was actually glad that she got sick. I cleaned up the mess, and we left, and Arien felt just fine after that. It’s like she knew she had to do something to get us out of there. Or maybe she knew that we were on a mountain that was covered in fog so thick I could only see about 3 inches in front of the car, and that it was about to get dark. I didn’t think we were going to get down that mountain alive! I drove about 5 miles per hour hunched over the steering wheel like an old lady, and I managed to get off the mountain with no problems. I know that poor guy was just as glad that something happened and we had to leave. He was acting just as uncomfortable as I felt. I haven’t heard anything else from Angie, so maybe that’s the last time she’ll try that with me.

Wow, I’m actually posting

Man, I miss my computer. I’m having internet withdrawal, I swear. I haven’t been able to read or write anything for a week, and I feel like I’ve lost my best friend. The sad thing is that I have enough money right now to go out and buy a computer, but I can’t because I need it for other things. More important things, like brakes for my car, and maybe even an apartment of my own. I know my dad doesn’t want me to live here forever, so I should probably get a place of my own, if I can find one cheap enough. I just don’t like the idea of living alone, though. If I did get a place, it would probably be in the ghetto, and I don’t think that a woman and two little girls living alone is a good idea. Or maybe I’m just chicken, I don’t know. Arien has been sick a lot this week. She had the stomach flu, an ear infection, and a cold all at the same time. Poor baby, she couldn’t even drink anything without it coming right back out. I couldn’t do anything for her, and I felt so bad. She’s finally better, though, and things are getting back to normal around here. Well, as normal as they’ve ever been anyway.

You hear that?

Neither do I. It’s called silence, man, and it’s wonderful. Jenny’s daughter spent the night with Gracie last night, and they decided to get up at 5:00 this morning. Five freaking o’clock. The butt-crack of dawn. I got up at 5:30 yesterday so I could wash clothes, and I promised myself I could sleep late today. I should’ve known better, but I really wasn’t expecting to wake up that early, especially not to two little girls asking me if they could go outside. Yeah, they wanted to go outside before daylight! At least I didn’t have to fight with them to get them ready for daycare. By the time I gave up on them going back to sleep and rolled out of bed, they were already dressed. I got Arien up and ready, and had them at daycare before 7:30, which is really unusual for me!Other than getting up so early, Melissa was no problem. The two of them got a little rowdy at times, but that’s to be expected when you put two five year olds in a room together. And Jenny was worried that I couldn’t handle her!