mail stuff

... I spent $63 at the post office on Saturday? o_O Eeesh...

Posting a bunch of cards tomorrow. Hopefully things will get there on time. I think I might do a Christmas mix CD or something. Maybe e-cards for people who aren't getting snail mail cards. I haven't decided yet.

Right now.. it's time for bed. I'm closing the store tomorrow. Blech.

mail; rotk

This weekend, I got cards from hostilegirl17, devilwrites, shingkhor (i heart your card), and a little package from lilorphanannie. Thank you all! <3

Have mailed out a bunch of cards today.

RotK: EE... tomorrow. I have to wait until tomorrow! >_< We wants it now. Yarrr. Oh well.

Well... better go get ready for work since I'm running late. Again.

ex-cons, yay.

Background: My father hired some really shady people to re-cement the foundation around our house. Let me tell you how shady they are: they're also working on the house next door and our friend across the street. The guy in charge (I guess...) keeps asking for money or to have our friend across the street go pick up his wife (wtf?!). Apparently today he went over and asked her for cigarette money. OMG. Anyway, they've been working on her front steps for a month and our foundation for like two weeks.

Today at 6:30pm, I'm finally ready to leave work and I call my mom to tell her I'm on my way. She freaks me out by telling me that when I get home to be careful coming into the garage and that she's turned on all the lights. She wouldn't go into specifics, but that the people working on the house were threatening her. Great. So I'm rushing home and when I get there... the garage is open. At that point, I'm like, why the hell is the garage open?! So from the garage, in my locked car, I call my mom and ask her if she knows that the garage is open. She tells me that she thought she'd closed it... but had forgotten?! *facepalm*

Everything's okay, I guess. No crazy people downstairs. So we've locked the doors and are turning on the alarm tonight. Over dinner Mom tells me that she had called my father saying that maybe she should just give then $100 or something since they're mostly done. He shouts at her that he doesn't care and he'd told her not to pay them until they were done. He doesn't care if they want the money or if they were threatening us. Once again he doesn't care. Not that I'm at all surprised, but damn. WTF?

Meh. If I see those bastards skulking around my house or threatening me? I will either run them over with my car or stab them with a sharp object.

I just really, really hate all this crap my father puts on us. He hires these nutty ex-cons who haven't the money to pay for gas or buy cigarettes and he just leaves for the week and makes us deal with it. When he comes home I'm going to freakin' chew him out.

Meh. To cheer myself up, I'm watching my Long Way Round DVD. It's region-free PAL, so will only play in my computer... but at least it plays, wheee! Ewan & Charlie are goofballs.

ETA: Apparently my freaky, pervy neighbor was wandering around our backyard. Friend across the street saw him coming out from our backyard when she was coming home. Dude. Who the frelling hell goes into someone else's backyard uninvited?!