Well yesterday my sister picked me up and I went to Walmart to buy some more “off-white” paint. I got the cheap, flat, $6.00 paint. I’m not going to spend a fortune to repaint for these assholes. We stopped and grabbed some food and started painting the kids rooms.

About 30 minutes later my Mom calls telling us to come over so to watch the kids while she went to get something from the store. When we got there she took forever to leave. Malcolm was at home so I couldn’t understand why he couldn’t watch the boys. We were in the middle of doing something and he was doing nothing at all. My sister called my Mom and suggested that Malcolm watch the boys so we can finish painting.

When we left she told me she had a friend named Mike that said he’d help us paint so we were going to go get him. He lived pretty far and wasn’t even where he claimed he was going to be. We I saw him I was wondering to myself why he had on a black shirt and black jeans to paint in. We both had on wife beaters and shorts.

It took us forever to get home and when we got here we went to the kids room to start painting. Mike just sat in the front room. I looked at Jea’neene and asked her why he wasn’t helping and she went in and asked him why. He claimed he wasn’t dressed to paint.

Ok, why would you say you are going to help and then put clothes on that you won’t paint in? Why waste our time? It took like 30 minutes to get him and 30 minutes to get back here. He just wasted her gas and our time! I was outraged. We could’ve been halfway done with the room if we didn’t go get his sorry ass.

Then Mike had the nerve to sit at my computer and start using it. I told Jea’neene to tell him to get off my computer. She did, but when I looked he was still clicking away. That really pissed me off so I came in the front room and told him “Get off my computer. You can’t help paint you can’t use my computer.” He said ok and I stood there and starred at him until I saw his hand not touching the mouse. I wanted to make his ass sit on the floor.

When my sister and I was just about done painting I told her that she needed to make him give her $10 for gas and if he didn’t then make him catch the bus home because that wasn’t right. Come to find out this dude was a complete stranger! She met him on Myspace and he claimed he went to school with her. She didn’t know him! I went off on her when I found out. I told her not to ever do that again. He could’ve been some psychopath murderer. SO STUPID! Just because someone claims they went to school with you doesn’t mean you know them and can trust them.

How dumb…

And she wants to move out. She’s not even ready. She’s too trusting, soft, naive, etc. She let’s everyone walk all over her and then expects Malcolm or me to be her backbone. Be your own backbone! Stop trusting everybody and having all these dudes around you. You have a BF you don’t need all these extra dudes. Gosh!