But, it gets better. So, I did get a job, but.. said job doesn't begin until August 30th. This means I still have another month and change to survive with practically no money and N. paying most of the bills. Damn Republicans played their little filibuster game and stalled my unemployment extension! So, I was forced to start selling my life away. I don't have a first born child to sell, so I put some of my textbooks from last semester on sale on Half.com. Today a whopping (hey, money is money) $119 was deposited in my account! Then, just for shits and giggles.. I decided to check the unemployment website (although it's said the same "You're not getting crap!" message for the past month and a half) and wouldn't you know... I am now getting unemployment again. AND... it's RETROACTIVE! So, I will be getting all the checks I didn't get in the past month and a half all at once (and just in time, since the mortgage is due next week)! I feel like I just won the lottery. This is the best Friday ever!!!
Due to his immense contribution to my (and N.'s by default) happiness, I would like to dedicate this post to Barack Obama. I heart Obama.
Just for today, I've decided that I love him so much that he is my "Baby Daddy." Michelle is just going to have to back up for 24 hours (although I know she could totally whoop my butt..have you seen those biceps?). Yes, I know my sexual orientation makes this pretty strange (and the fact that I'm practically married.. sorry babe!), but I don't care. He deserves "Baby daddy" status today. And, just to make this official... according to Morphthing.com, this is what our love child would look like:
Not bad, huh?
She totally got her daddy's big ears though. Now she'll be made fun of all through elementary school. Poor thing.
Well, now that I'm done thanking Obama for my good fortune, I must go thank the spirits. My mom said I have to go light a bunch of candles and stuff, so off I go. Oh, and the icing on my happiness cake is that my mom is on her way here to spend the weekend with me! Yay!
Namaste bitches!
-D.
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Your mom is going to need frequent flyer miles
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