happy flipping birthday

So today is the big day. Today Mr Shaky turns 36. I took Boo to go get him a present today. I asked her what she wanted to get him...she told me a new washing machine. I said I don't think they sell those at Target you retard.

So we picked some things out....got a card...called it good..

If he wants better gifts, he best start paying me to sit here and do nothing all day. My money tree hasn't started blooming yet, I suspect after the snow melts and spring starts, the buds will begin showing.

We are going out to eat Wednesday night. My mom made reservations at a fancy place here in town. Its her gift to him. She told me to try and keep the bill under 100 bucks. I was like how the hell are two people gonna rack up a bill that big?

Now I am sorta on a mission, gonna try to get it to at least 90 bucks.

Mr Shaky was a bit of an asshole Monday night, so I was not speaking to him. He did something that pissed me off.....and I wanted to beat the fu*k out of him...But I restrained myself, instead I just ignored him..

He then got mad at me, because I slammed a door on him...I was getting my Jammie's on and was not in the mood to put on a show for someone I wanted to bitch slap, so I shut the door. After he was done in the bathroom, I went in to brush my gums, and when I came out, he was gone..along with his pillow and alarm clock...

Guess who got the bed all to herself last night?

Not sure why he was the one mad, when he was the first one to be a jerk off.

Sometimes men are more then retards. They do something ass nine, and they are all of a sudden mad at u.

Well it wasn't flying last night....No wings. No flight was taken. I was mad, and that was that.

Then today its as though nothing happened.

Just because of the turn of events that transpired this day, I will not be making a birthday cake.

He can get dessert when we go to dinner....

Got to rack up that 90 bucks somehow, I can only eat so many cheese sticks, steaks and glasses of liquor before becoming ill. I am no God or anything.

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Ok on the blog wars, some guy is totally kicking my ass...Come on guys, where the hell is the love? Even if u voted last week, u still need to vote this week, its the last round....damn, if I lose to a man, I will never be able to live that shit down..

so go here http://dsmoya31410.blogspot.com/2007/03/battle-of-blogs-final-round.html and please vote for me...I hating slutting myself out, or pimping myself, but holy hell..I am losing...To.A. Man.

Oh hell no...

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A friend of mine I have known since like Kindergarten is going thru a rough time. Her brand new nephew is dying. They don't suspect he will live thru the weekend. The little guy is only like 3 months old, and has been diagnosed with a form of MD..and he is fading fast..so please say a prayer for him and the family..the little guys name is Keegan. Its just heartbreaking. I hate hearing shit like this. Especially when you know the family. Life sucks ass sometimes.

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Ok, so after spewing about how my man was a totally jack wipe last night, and how I am not making him a cake, and how I did not buy him a washing machine, I still hope he has a half way decent birthday.

bastard.

SO here is to Mr Shaky, he sure knows how to piss a lady off right..

U still have a big head though

bee real