needless to say...
2002-05-22 / 4:34 p.m.

I never did make it to the gym. I feel fatter than ever for it.

The tub guy was supposed to be here at 4pm but didn't show. Now his wife leaves a message saying he's stuck in Elk Grove and could we possibly reschedule for tomorrow at the same time. Hell no we can't do that.

Thug arranged for his loser sister to pick up Booger after school. This way I could go in at 7am, the usual time, not have to pick her up from school and come back to work for an hour and have to drive the 20 minutes back home just to make it there in time for tub man.

I get this call at 2:30 from Booger saying her aunt didn't show. The school is half a friggin mile from her home...IF IT'S EVEN THAT!

Mom says to go get her and she'll finish my work, which was hardly much anyways, but I know she's got her own shit to deal with. So I felt bad about that. On the way there I get a call on the secret cell phone from mom saying the loser sister in law called to say she just woke up and she was going to the school. Mom tells her she can go and sit with Booger but not to take her because then I would freak out with worry over not finding her there.

Thank God she wasn't there when I got to the school. I couldn't for the life of me figure out how I'd be civil to the damn bitch.

Excuse me... But this is not the first time she's fucked up with my kid. My father in law gave this big ol speech last time about how sorry she was, she knew she screwed up and she's not perfect. Well, this is like 4 or 5 times now that she's shown how irresponsible she really is.

I can't wait to see what kind of person her son grows up to be.

Bitch.

As far as I'm concerned she owes Booger an apology. Poor Booger, waiting for her aunt. All alone at the back gate.

Damn it.

So I get to tell Thug about this when he gets home. He hates coming home and having crap being shoved at him.

I can't blame him. But hey, don't shoot the messanger.