Whee!

Watching Cowboy Bebop. Speak Like a Child's the episode. It's sad. ;_; Waiting for TJ to tell me what she wants to eat so I can cook it. She's getting...crampy. :P So I've gotta keep and eye on her. Poor thing. Uncle Mark called and asked if we'd take grandma up to the hospital tomorrow if the car's running to see my mom. I kinda doubt it'll happen cause if TJ's cramps hit, she'll be in bed all day. Hopefully passed out from painkillers and whatnot. :P I don't know if I want to see my mom right now anyways. I'd probably say some not-so-nice things. And that may not go over well with my grandma. And I don't want to upset her or anything. I have damn good reason for not having any faith or hope in my mother. I love her, but she's a fuckup. And I've told her this. She knows how I feel and she probably knows what I'll say if I go see her. Oh well. She shouldn't have screwed up and been at the crack house all week. She should have been there when the raid happened, got arrested, the went -right-back the nextr day. Yes, the crack house was right back in buisness the next day. Must have a good thing going there, or something. But that's not the subject. She fucked up and I have no sympathy. Just like I haven not sympathy for her staying with Bud after he beat her. And I still can't believe I had and intelligent conversation with him. Personally, I don't like the whole situation. Seems...odd. But maybe I'm just being paraniod. I dunno.

I'm so sick of this shit.

I've spent all morning calling assistance-type places. They've all told me to call the same fucking places I called the otehr day. And Red Cross and The Salvation Army don't have any type of funding 'cause of the fuckin' September 11th shit. Which screws us out of any kind of help. Warg. I've gotta get ahold of my uncle so he can go with us to the apartments his buddy runs. We've also gotta take my grandma up to the hospital to see my mom. Today's gonna be fuckin' wonderful. :P