The Tuesday Theory.

So today is Tuesday.... I hate Tuesdays... a lot. Nothing ever happens on Tuesdays, and its just painful. So this is my Tuesday Theory: Find something totally awesome to do on Tuesdays. Like watching a great movie, or going to a park. you used to be able to get into the dinosaur museum for two dollars on Tuesday. You can't now, because they hate us. Stupid.

So guess what I did on Tuesday? NOTHING! I got home, took a nap, despite the advice of my best friend. (but due to her advice it wasn't a long one.) and then I did my homework, and watched TV, before watching Lilo and Stitch with my family. That was the highlight of my day. That movie rocks so hard core.

What do we learn from this? Do as I say, not as I do.

Today is also the beginning of PMS depression week, which is why I don't feel like doing anything. everyone seems more obnoxious, and everything seems too hard. I hate this feeling more than I can describe, because there is no rhyme or reason to why I'm feeling depressed, other than hormones. I've come to the conclusion, that hormones are sent from the devil and I will have mine removed. :)

Due to this PMS Depression, when my aunt, informs me once again, that she will not be leaving our house, but staying another day, I tried very hard to be polite. And when she asks me if I think my mom will be mad I am thinking "Grow a pair and ask her yourself! It's no wonder I don't talk to people! no one in this family does!" but I restrained.

Another note: my father is apparently in deep crap with RC Willey, and has an account there with my mother. my parents have been divorced for over three years. let's just say, he's in BIG trouble with Mama Bear. He also wants me to work for him this week, and I really need the money, but I don't want to spend my week alone with my father because guess what? when I do! I come home feeling like someone just took a giant crap on my face. literally. not literally, that's disgusting. (name that movie and I will.... I don't know. we'll discuss a prize.). And due to his finical irresponsibility, he will not let me hire one of my friends. and the hole in my empty wallet is starting to tell me I should suck it up and work for him, until I can find another job.

So tomorrow is Job Hunting Day! if you have any connections, or suggestions, please lemme know! If you can help me get a job not only will i love you forever, but I will make you Congo Cookies.*

I was in a worse mood when I started this blog, but I feel better already! woo hoo! lets hope the Depression doesn't continue. Blog Therapy! who needs to pay a therapist? all you need is blogs and bubble wrap. (fifteen dollars at walmart.... fyi.)

*Congo Cookies: the recipe that will make me famous one day, and the greatest way to bribe people into doing what I want, or showing appreciation. Easy, delicious and a family secret. (Emily and Nikki are family)