In case you are waiting for a package from me or a reply to an email you have sent….I am sorry. I’m working on it.

Yesterday was an extremely crappy day for me. (Was it the most depressing day yesterday or is that the 24th?? I got conflicting reports.)

I’m not sure whether my anxiety is causing me to feel sick or my sickness is causing me anxiety but either way, I could barely get out of bed yesterday. Actually, I really didn’t get out of bed until right before I had to go to my behavior class.

And let me tell you, there was this new couple there. Why they came starting with the third class, I do not know. But they talked THE ENTIRE TIME. Now, if you know me in real life you know that I’m a talker. Actually, you might have figured that out by the frequency in which I blog. (I figure my blog will listen to me yap, if no one else will.) But even though I like to talk and I contribute to the class discussion when I feel I have a relevant point…I do not run my mouth the entire class.

And these people did. They interrupted EVERYTHING the teacher said. They interrupted each other while they were interrupting him. And on the rare occassions that they were not interrupting each other, they were talking to themselves or someone nearby.

I really wanted to punch them.

And you know what most of our class was about last night?? LISTENING.

My God.

On top of that nonsense, there is still something wrong with my van. Geo is going to take it into work tomorrow to try to get it fixed. But meanwhile I have to fill it up with water everytime I go anywhere, which doesn’t really suck but it sort of sucks. And the water all falls out as I’m driving so if you want to, you can come to my house and follow the water trail to wherever I am going and stalk me. (It’s probably only Walmart so you might as well just go there and stalk me.)

And Bug. Do you know how many times Bug talked back/argued last week? 68. 68! Last night when I got home from the class, she was already in bed. Apparently Geo had gotten fed up with her and sent her to bed. You know her behavior is bad if Geo doesn’t want to deal with it. Her attitude just sucks lately. (Is she picking up on my anxiety? Is she just a typical 11 year old? Is she in on a secret plot with the Bush administration to put me in a mental institution?)

I think a lot of the anxiety comes from the waiting game. It is Tuesday. Homestudies on one of the groups of kids that I’m interested in are being collected until tomorrow. One group is having them collected until Monday. I tried to come up with a scientific formula to predict how soon after they stop collecting homestudies they will do a staffing, but we all know that I suck in math and so that wasn’t successful either. So meanwhile, I just keep checking my special social worker email and I keep having no new messages. I do think that the staffings will take place sometime between now and say Valentine’s Day. I’m also waiting to see what happens with the foster kids who were coming but then didn’t and still might.

And I hate waiting. HATE IT.

Also, what the hell is Bree doing? Planning what job you want? How about you plan out how to escape the mysterious order that is chasing your ass? And maybe people wouldn’t be clingy or trying to help you through your problems if, you know, they hadn’t just seen your dad shot in front of them by the mysterious order that is chasing your ass? I mean, get a grip woman!

Wow. This is an incredibly bitchy post. But that is what it is like inside my head lately. So I apologize.

I will end this post on a positive note. Do you know that diet Pepsi does not suck? It is much better than diet Coke. I still like Coke in the glass bottles the best, but they are expensive, but better than any other Coke in a can or a fountain or a plastic bottle. But diet Pepsi=does not suck. Water, however, sucks. But I am drinking it more and more. And I’m imagining all you bloggy people yelling at me when I don’t. Which really, bloggy people, you can back down from all the yelling.

Or, if you must yell, don’t do it while you are stalking me. Walmart is stressful enough already without all the yelling.

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