Random Bits

By far, the most prevalent proclamation around these here parts is: "MOMMMY!!! There's an ant crawling on [insert object here]!!!!!! And yes, when I say "these here parts" I MEAN the place were I sleep and eat and live. We've been throwing an ant rave for the last 2 weeks (although I guess it's not exactly a rave because every ant and their grandmother seems to be aware of the location of the Parrrrr-ty!) You ask, but BBFK, wasn't this a problem that started happening weeks ago? Shouldn't it have been resolved by now? Oh, well, thank you very much for asking. :) But, no, actually-the *throat clear* LADY that owns the place is a bit of a wanker and extremely negligent. Apparently, the neighborhood kids were calling the lawn "the jungle" last year because it was THAT bad. Oh, and her excuse: I have kids. WTF? Um, no star for that woman-almost anyone can shit one out and still manage to live and take care of ant infestations. The kicker is that she tries to use the excuse with me. Um, ME! Single Mom, no relatives for hundreds of miles, works a full time job, plus another, handles all finances and doctor's visits, cooks daily....you get the picture...you're telling me that you have *kids*? Dumb bitch.

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And HOW uncool is it to hand over your leatherman keychain to the security guards at the local government agency metal detector and sharp objects checkpoint, and come back to find the man PLAYING with it? Can ya keep your hands off it man? That's MY toy.