walk right through me
5 Oct 2003 12:08 amdammit, lj. stop eating my posts.
mother is psycho bitch who insists on making promises, then conveniently forgetting. example, in july we had a conversation about my student loans that went something like
me: i'm having a nervous breakdown and i suck so much that i can't even make myself get a job to pay this student loan.
mom: absolutely don't worry about the student loans as long as you are doing this for us. we need to pay you for house-sitting really but we're not doing that. just don't worry about getting a job yet. you ARE good. you ARE helping.
then today, something like
me: but i need the computer because i was in the middle of a specific porn story--
mom: are you trying to make lillian get off the computer? oh, no. you don't even have a job.
me: keep the fucking computer. i'll watch tv. and remember this the next time you wonder why i'm not being nice to you.
mom: remeber you're the one who asked me to pay her student loan payment.
me: what the fuck. i asked you about getting a job this summer because i couldn't afford these and you said--
mom: that you needed to get one.
me: --NOT TO WORRY ABOUT IT.
mother is psycho bitch who insists on making promises, then conveniently forgetting. example, in july we had a conversation about my student loans that went something like
me: i'm having a nervous breakdown and i suck so much that i can't even make myself get a job to pay this student loan.
mom: absolutely don't worry about the student loans as long as you are doing this for us. we need to pay you for house-sitting really but we're not doing that. just don't worry about getting a job yet. you ARE good. you ARE helping.
then today, something like
me: but i need the computer because i was in the middle of a specific porn story--
mom: are you trying to make lillian get off the computer? oh, no. you don't even have a job.
me: keep the fucking computer. i'll watch tv. and remember this the next time you wonder why i'm not being nice to you.
mom: remeber you're the one who asked me to pay her student loan payment.
me: what the fuck. i asked you about getting a job this summer because i couldn't afford these and you said--
mom: that you needed to get one.
me: --NOT TO WORRY ABOUT IT.