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she just called me at work to tell me that if i didn't even have 5 minutes to call her because i was sooooo busy, then i should just stay home tomorrow and "rest".

i almost just told my mother to fuck off.

i apparently haven't done enough for her because i make her ask other people to do stuff for her because i refuse to let her run me completely ragged. apparently it's my duty to be my mother's slave. guess my refusal makes me a bad daughter.

ahhhhhh, cold wedding-day-quality rage. good times. [the ex and i, having lived together for 5 years, saw no need to blow a shitload of money that we didn't have on a wedding that we didn't want. so we had a civil ceremony and didn't invite anyone but the witnesses. heaven forbid we should be able to do what we wanted on our wedding day. i wasn't gonna call her. she'd made her point. but the ex, bless his heart, said that i should give her a chance and call her after the ceremony. so i did. she hung up. why? because i didn't have a wedding because *she* wanted one. she's still pissed about that to this day.]

stupid me wanting to try and get a career going that isn't awful and soul-sucking and doesn't make me loathe my fellow human beings and routinely give me nightmares, and stupid me trying to work hard so i can pay my debts off like responsible adults should be because i irresponsibly earned them in the first place. how dare i try to learn from my mistakes and take responsibility for my actions. what the fuck was i thinking?

and she continually wonders why my brother goes 6 months at a chunk without speaking to her.

yeah, i hung up on her again. right after i confirmed if she wanted me to pick her up tomorrow or not. she said no, she'll have my uncle do it, and i said "fine" [great word, that.] and hung up.

i feel myself reaching for the knife to cut my nose off with, and not really caring.

also? if i wasn't currently so angry, the fact that she thinks "neurotic" means "mentally unstable" would be pretty funny. alas.

Date: 2005-11-16 08:49 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] filmg33k.livejournal.com
{{{you}}}

Date: 2005-11-16 09:41 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] somedaybitch.livejournal.com
aw, thanks eh. i love random hugs.

cuz i just figured out who you is

Date: 2005-11-16 09:42 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] somedaybitch.livejournal.com
when the frell did you change your name, eh? i'm traumatised. don't confuse me!?

Date: 2005-11-16 01:06 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lvp3.livejournal.com
Why are mothers so darn difficult? Mine is the sole reason I don't ever want to be one. And why do they think we are supposed to do things for them all day everyday? And why do they really think they can control and manipulate us our entire lives? Not the brightest folks...

Anyway, you go get your career that doesn't eat your soul and don't worry about your mom being all upset. She'll get over it, and even if she doesn't there comes a time when you have to take care of yourself and put yourself first.

::hugs::

Date: 2005-11-16 02:10 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] somedaybitch.livejournal.com
thanks,eh.

i don't know what it is with them. maybe it's the whole never-able-to-see-us-as-anything-other-than-children thing. :::shrugs:::

Date: 2005-11-16 02:57 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] munchkin62.livejournal.com
{{{{{{{{hugs}}}}}}}}

Date: 2005-11-17 05:08 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] somedaybitch.livejournal.com
thanks!!! hugs are the bestest.

Date: 2005-11-16 05:11 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] thevaliumsofalj.livejournal.com
dude.. ::::::hugs::::::: I'm so sorry..

Date: 2005-11-16 05:54 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] arthurfrdent.livejournal.com
...leaves a trail of I dunno, breadcrumbs or chocolate pieces or something up the stairs to the top of a tower... where the breeze blows clean and the sun shines down... it's a place where no problems are solved, nothing magically disappears. I've noticed that if it makes me feel right for only a moment... and that's enough.

since there is nothing I can really say, beyond :hugs:

Date: 2005-11-17 05:06 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] somedaybitch.livejournal.com
mmmmmm, chocolate pieces

Date: 2005-11-17 01:22 am (UTC)
cofax7: climbing on an abbey wall  (Default)
From: [personal profile] cofax7
Aww, hang in there. Moms are hard to deal with.


Now go read Traveling with Children, cause it's adorable and will make you all warm & fuzzy.

Date: 2005-11-17 05:05 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] somedaybitch.livejournal.com
mmmm, warm and fuzzy!! off to read.

Date: 2005-11-17 05:08 am (UTC)
cofax7: climbing on an abbey wall  (Default)
From: [personal profile] cofax7
Also? Read the comments here.

Date: 2005-11-17 05:31 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] somedaybitch.livejournal.com
you? rock the house. that was so sweet of you. i totally forgive you for not having posted any of your crossover fic recently.

:::runs:::

Date: 2005-11-17 08:37 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] pualaridesagain.livejournal.com
Jimmy McJesus!! You are a good person. You're MORE than JUST a daughter.

:::::::WG::::::::

Date: 2005-11-17 09:43 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] somedaybitch.livejournal.com
aw thanks!!!

Date: 2005-11-17 09:50 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] somedaybitch.livejournal.com
Daniel would continue cooking, silent in the cacophony of sound, to set down a full plate of something in front of where Jack was with a fork and a napkin and no further fanfare. This is what Daniel would do for Jack; give him silence, give him food, give him room.

:::sniffles:::

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