Well Crikey!!! Can I even find the last edition's tally??? Why yes yes I can : 69
Boss doesn't seem so angry at me anymore: +10
One of my clients tells me that my home town had massive gang violence over the weekend: -20
Nurse Mom is one year from paying off the house AND the car: +15 even though it means absolutely nothing for me. I'm just happy.
RFKAO has done a complete one eighty and turned into this completely unreliable angry person: -45
RFKAO stop caring about the home we are sharing together: -35 because I still care, anything of value in this place is mine.
RFKAO morphs into a nasty five year old, quits his job and parks himself on my couch when he's got a perfectly good room to veg out in: -30
RFKAO has to leave: +50
Started writing again: +10
Thanks to me pulling from my retirement fund, the rent will be paid up to August: +50 Hey I am tired of running that risk every freaking month with no help.
The internet brings a butt load of awesome Memes to the table. But NONE of them beat POF's version of the Fail Whale. I want to wear that on a T-shirt. Gosh darnnit that's just the cutest little robot ever: +12
Chewy was almost raped on Sunday night by a randy Maltipoo. I wish my dog had some balls...: -19 Darn you Humane Society for fixing him.
Then the little creeper actually followed us home while I had to carry Chewy: -15 We were then serenaded with sad whining because I wouldn't let the mangy thing in my house.
Came to the conclusion that I might have to start going beck to AA because life is not fun anymore: +10
Submitted my resume to a place I actually WANT to work at instead of waiting for pervs to call: +11
The next dating blog I do might actually have some insight in it. I'm thinking that I'll save it for Saturday since historically I don't post much on the weekends. The topic is why women keep attracting the wrong men: +/- 0
Power goes out in the kitchen. I fixed it with out even putting on my tool belt: +13
Of course no Bean Counter is complete with out offending some one/group. I thank Google+ for this awesome meme:
Walmart once again wins the war with my wallet. Went in for trash bags, left with $139 worth of crap. Utter simple crap: -12
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The Plumber returned and removed of all things, a child's tooth brush from the drain in the bathroom sink. At least he knows I don't have kids: +5
The Plumber decided that the toilet pretty much needed to be rebuilt: +5 doesn't cost me anything.
That he's doing it while I sit there wiht a full bladder: -36
What's this week's tally: 115 A whopping 115, some where this is a win.
Donut forget the Friday Fictioneers coming up tomorrow.