iknewiwouldregretthis:

i had plans this weekend to bake myself a congratulations cake for my new job and got all the ingredients when i was running errands but then yesterday my mom brought home ice cream and was like “here’s the pumpkin bread recipe i kept telling you i’d find for you” so now i’ve made a bunch of pumpkin bread and we have ice cream and my sister brought home some pastries and thanksgiving is on thursday so we’re pretty set on desserts and future desserts but i really wanted to make this cake

fuck it i’m gonna make the cake and if people are annoyed because they’re trying to diet i will eat it all myself

i had plans this weekend to bake myself a congratulations cake for my new job and got all the ingredients when i was running errands but then yesterday my mom brought home ice cream and was like “here’s the pumpkin bread recipe i kept telling you i’d find for you” so now i’ve made a bunch of pumpkin bread and we have ice cream and my sister brought home some pastries and thanksgiving is on thursday so we’re pretty set on desserts and future desserts but i really wanted to make this cake

yesterday my mom was like “hey it’s been a long time since we heard from our boy!” and i said “yeah and we’re probably not going to” and explained the whole big thing that i’ve been complaining about on here for a couple months about the friend who was not listening to me and ignoring me and how i told them they were being a dick and i wasn’t having it and her two comments were “man, boys suck, huh?” and “good for you though honey” so that’s always nice

update about my friend with the shitty communication who i was/am still sad about in case anyone was wondering. i texted them that they have a book of mine that i want back (it’s one of my favorite books and it’s filled with parts i liked that i underlined because i liked them so it’s not like i can just get a new copy and i lent it to them ages ago but it’s not like they ever read it) and they immediately replied and said they’d see if they could find it, and how have i been, so i said i was mad and didn’t particularly want to talk to them about it, because it’s them i was mad at and i just wanted my book back.

they said that they didn’t feel texting is the best avenue for such things but of course they’d be willing to talk about it whenever and however i was ready and they felt very poorly that i was upset.

so i wrote a letter (several, actually because most of the early drafts were too mean) that essentially said something like “last time we talked, i mentioned all the topics i kept saving up but never got to talk about because you would only ever ask what i did on any given day and barely even that. i also told you about my great aunt’s very poor health and impending death. your response to these things was to ignore me for over a month. that’s a horrible way to treat a friend. now your usual argument at this point is ‘but you could call me!’ and if you’re thinking that this time, i guess that just means you haven’t listened any of the times i explained why i hate having to be the one to call you and never do anymore. if you’re interested in being a good friend who communicates, let me know. you have my address to return my book”

i sent it last monday and haven’t gotten anything back yet (including my book, unfortunately) and i’m kind of relieved and annoyed. i’m not sure if i’m expecting a letter back or not.

i did learn that the mystery taz shirt i got was from them, and probably never would’ve found out if i hadn’t asked for my book back because they didn’t bother to include a note, or call me and let me know, or send me a text letting me know there was a present or literally any other way of communicating it

iknewiwouldregretthis:

i gotta call my school therapist’s new office to ask if they got the forms i emailed them but there’s a possibility the office or possibly his home were affected by the fires and part of the reason i gotta call is to find out if that’s the case because it’d mean the forms would take longer but i cannot bring myself to call and the workday in california is creeping closer to ending

okay so i called joe and talked to him twice and this morning he did the forms while we were on the phone because he had some questions and he said he’d email them to me today but he hasn’t yet and the city psychologist emailed me and was like “hey uh heard anything yet” and it is the worst because i don’t have a polite grown up way to be like JOE I SENT THESE FORMS TO YOU A WEEK AGO THE LEAST YOU COULD DO IS GET THEM BACK TO ME WHEN YOU SAID YOU WOULD SO I CAN AVOID EMAILING DR HILD AND TELLING HER THAT I’M SORRY BUT I’M DOING MY BEST

i gotta call my school therapist’s new office to ask if they got the forms i emailed them but there’s a possibility the office or possibly his home were affected by the fires and part of the reason i gotta call is to find out if that’s the case because it’d mean the forms would take longer but i cannot bring myself to call and the workday in california is creeping closer to ending

my family’s been having dinner at like 7 or 8pm lately which is fine for them but i go to bed at 8:30 because sometimes i gotta be at work at 4am so i’ve been making my own dinners around 5:30 and my sister keeps getting really offended??? i’m making mac and cheese because it’s easy and fast and i’m hungry and she’s like “uh i’m making TACOS. don’t you WANT ANY?” and i’m like no i need to eat at a reasonable time and apparently that was the wrong answer folks

two weeks ago i went in for a psych eval for this job i applied  and they told me that the psychologist had to call all of us individually and talk to us so i figured i’d hear within the week because there were 4 of us but it’ll be two weeks tomorrow. so i figured i’d email master police officer gregg because he’s my contact for this job but i don’t know what to say

work is weird because everyone there is so positive about everything. like they’ll put me on bar for peak and so i stand there and make drinks until there’s no more drinks to make and ask questions if i need to and afterwards everyone will tell me how great i did, multiple times. or when i’m making something and i make a mistake i’ll say it out loud so i remember better next time like if i hit 2 shots when i need 3 i’ll be like “Whoops an americano gets 3 shots“ and hit the 1 button so it still gets the 3 but whoever overhears me is always like “don’t beat yourself up!!!!! you’re doing great!!!!” and it’s weird to me because in the past i’ve gotten supervisors and teachers who were like “i’ll tell you what you need to work on and if you’re doing good i won’t say anything“ or the ones who would be like “hey good job on x. you need to improve a bit on y and here’s some suggestions but overall good job.” but at this job everyone is just SO positive all the time and it makes me feel like the bar is really low