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Last night at my cousin's, "Maverick" (the movie with Mel Gibson) was playing and we were talking and looking over from time to time. One of the lines was "that bastard" and DD looked at me and asked "What was that? Jet master". I said yes.

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Scnookie's Southern fruit flies (only bigger) are all hanging out in my city. There are billions and billions of the little beggars swirling around in the air, and everyone's house is covered in them. This happens every year. And I know that, but it's really irratating to breath them in.

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I need to get a PT job watiressing on the weekends or something. We have no money. DH is bitter because he thinks my dad is giving money to my sisters (which he probably is) and not to us. Big difference between me and my sisters is that I don't ask for money unless it cannot be avoided. And then I cry. This has happened all of once and I'm not doing it again. Now, if my MIL would just pay us back the money she borrowed last year (hey! we're coming up on the one-year anniversary of that!) we'd have a couple bucks. But it's been hard for her. Sure. Sure. Stop buying crap you don't need. Nobody needs the crap in that apartment. Nobody. You can't see the wall for all the china cabinets with crap in them from, like, the Franklin Mint and stuff. That's $300 crap. Who needs 15 clocks? Seriously. One is a train, one is a grandfather clock, one is a cuckoo, several are just regular clocks in pictures. She has 2 water fountains and a fake fireplace, which is huge. 3 china cabinets, 2 bureaus and a curio cabinet (filled entirely with wine and champagne glasses for the wine and champagne they will never drink). Every now and again, she decides she doesn't like her furniture and gets new. We only gave her half what she "needed" and it still hurt us. Besides which, I didn't talk to DH for nearly a week because I couldn't believe he was asking me to loan out money - again! Ah!

*sigh* She broke her foot and couldn't work because it got infected and she had to have surgery. She had to walk around with this IV thing for weeks to keep the antibiotics in her system before she could have the surgery. She got behind. She was supposed to start paying us back in April. She babysits for DH's niece and gets paid. She is back to work now and has been for a couple months. Nope...calming down...all is well.

Ahem. I need a job.

I didn't mean for that to go on like that, but I feel better now.