Yesterday ended up being a rather uneventful day sandwiched between a veritable shit show. Good times.
As you saw from my edit, I was once again the victim of debit card fraud. This is what happens when you travel as much as I do and use your cards online as much as I do. What is this, the 4th or 5th time I have had to write these exact same words? Fucking scumbags of the earth. Some company in Hong Kong tried to grab $98 from my account. How the fuck did they think I wouldn't notice? I guess the thing they are hoping is they can get a few transactions in before anyone notices. Sorry I am the person who is on top of their accounts. After dealing with that, the rest of the day was okay. We went out to get some lunch because B was craving a particular slider joint. Then we came back home and really didn't do much of anything. It was kind of nice.
For dinner we ended up eating just random because it was originally supposed to be a TBD day on our menu and without me having a card, it made our options more limited.
We watched a movie (What We Do in the Shadows) while B gave me a nice manicure. We then watched two John Mulaney specials and it was during the second one that the other end of the shit sandwich happened.
We all know the issues B's mom had with the kitten, right? Well the other night at dinner she was going on and on about how they needed a puppy. WTF? Seriously?? I was getting so pissed off and drew blood from biting my tongue so hard. Guess who sends a text last night of their new fucking puppy?? Motherfucker. And not a dog which would be marginally better. No it's a fucking puppy. Idiots. This of course triggered a massive attack of anxiety and anger in B who ended being awake until 3am because of it. Fun times galore!
This is why I am writing at 9am EST. We just got up because we were up late. It fucking sucks. I am never going to her mom's place again. Man they are dumb. Today I am hiding. Just leave me be humans. Leave me be.
Sunday, March 31, 2019
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