Crap-ola

Ugh I'm sorry I have posted in a few days. Those last few days have been murder. My car is making a funny noise and it filled with smoke so that I can't drive it, the things that I need to do my job just completely broke down one day, I'm still shopping for Christmas presents for people who only want expensive shit, my cell phone bill is due tomorrow, and HBO has been taken off of our cable. Now I know the last one isn't some grand travesty but I like watching the movies on there. I love Big Love, and I like Tell Me You Love Me even though it's basically porn. It was taken off to save some money. How much money you ask? 12 fucking dollars. I can propose other ways for my brother to save much more money but I will keep quiet. The latest drama is that I feel I'm in some sort of competition with his partner. I also think that my brother caters to him to much. They both decorated the tree and it looked fine. It had white lights and ornaments on it. Then at the last minute red and blue lights were added. Also an egg shell and hard drive were put on it. The tree looks like bad taste threw up all over it. I know my mom will say something when she arrives. She is not capable of keeping things to herself. My brother works a second job to help pay off his partner's credit card debt. Now if I'm doing that my significant other will not be using not nan credit card. So what do I see on the bed after my brother first starts working his second job. An online purchase of Calvin Klein underwear paid with the AMEX. WTF? No one cares what kind of underwear you wear. Do they ask people on the red carpet, "Hey who are you wearing?" Celeb says, "I'm wearing Versace." Paparazzi says, "No I mean what underwear are you wearing?" I just need to find a new place to live. This is getting ridiculous.