So, my wonderful friend Pam is having a giveaway for the grand opening of her new blog. You all should go check it out and sign up to win the cool stuff, not to mention her awesome writing. I could so use that $20 Barnes and Noble gift card, haha.
All the book I ordered last week came in this week. I'm now waiting on all the Harry Potter books to get here. I can't wait to start reading them again.
There is something that has been bothering me for a while. My mom keeps asking me for money. It's not for stuff they need around the house. It's for stuff she wants, all her scrapbook stuff. I'm tired of her always saying she needs money. She doesn't NEED money, she WANTS money. I know I probably sound like a selfish bitch, but I hope you understand. My mom is capable of getting a part time job. She called me at work yesterday, saying her needed money. I told her I was busy, she asked that I call her back so she could come meet me. I told her no. I forgot about the whole conversation until I received a lovely voicemail from her while at work last night thanking me for fucking calling her back about the money she needed. Yeah, great move mom. I don't know what to do about it anymore.