W̸̛̤̹͐̎̾͝h̴͈̱̜̏͑̏ȏ̵̩͉̅͜ ̷͕͑͊͜c̷͇͎̣̔́̕a̷͎̪̍r̸̢͖̰̘͐ę̷̨̑s̷̼͛ ̵̯̻̏̊̕w̷̡̮̘̄̈́͛̃h̵̼̮̺͎̥̒̅̽͘͝ȧ̴̢ț̸̱͓̆ ̴̻̜͉́̚͘t̸̬̘̕͠h̵̻̲͚͌̉ḙ̷̮̲̿̔̈́͜ỳ̵̛̜̼͠'̵̰̍̐̊̎r̴̹̝̈̎̊͘e̴̯̖͉͙͘ ̴̠̘̬͓̈́́w̴̩̺̾́̚͝e̵͈͖̗̙̬͋̉͋ả̵̞͒̓r̵̻̆̃̋̕͝i̴̬͉̫̩͉͂ǹ̶̗̖́̎͒͜ģ̴̨̥̻͌͗̈́̀ͅ
̵̡̙̫͋̏̋O̵̧͔͙̘̽̀̑̕n̷̹̈́ ̴̨͔͔͕͊M̵̧̭̟̌͝a̷̬̳͈̍i̶̺̐̃̇̿n̸̬̟̦͒̚̕̕ ̵̡͙̯͒̋̋͜Ş̵̧̛̛͓̏̀t̴̙͎͆͛̚͠͠ȓ̷̤̔ě̶̖̣̗͂͗e̸̬͈̪̍̉͌t̷͖̟̄̑̍̑̂,̸̧̜̐͑̆̒̚
̵̪̮̟̖͙͂͋̄O̴̧͚̫̦͑̅r̷̨̟͕͕̐̐ ̷̱͕͍̉S̶̬͖̿̔͛͠͝a̴̲̒͋͘͝v̸̧́i̵̢̺͗͆̍l̷̦̳̪̅̈́̿͜ͅl̵͖̯̬̠̊̃͝é̷̡̬̮̓̽ ̶̳͕̔̿̚R̸̦͚̿o̸̪͓͐̇͆w̵̨͉͛,̸̢͇͖̲̐
̷̘̒̔̽͝Ǐ̶̳͇͚̅͜t̸̼͙̗̞̅͒̂͜'̵̛̛̩̗̠̖̲̓̅́s̸̟͌ ̴̣̦̈́̓w̵̨͎̰̿h̵̩̝̖̃͘à̵̛̱͇̯̖̖͘t̴͖̙̰̔̓̌ ̴̻̥̎̔ỷ̵̧̠̰͈͙̓͘̕o̷̫͂͐̂͋̚ù̵̦̝͙͎̪̔̓ ̶̩̰̪̒̈́͊͝͝w̵͍͙̣̑̊̿e̸̳̯̠͕̅̀͜a̶̢̖̪̓́̒͐̕r̸̻̝̙̳̀ ̵̼̭͙͋̅̋͆ͅf̵͍̅͊̈̓͜r̵̗̖̉̏̑̽͠o̸̩͙̟̾m̸̘̹̋̅̕̕͜ ̸͔̚͠͝e̴̩̖̘̾̐̓̓a̷̫͑̅̓̀r̵̡̢̢̯̄͗͗ ̴͖͎̫̪̑͠ț̶̓̽́͝ơ̴̫͚̹̾͐͛͝ ̸̧̢̠̮̼̈́̊e̴̼͛̉͛̏ą̷̝̞͉̂͗͘͝r̵̜̝̗͛̊͒͝͝
̷̨͍̏͒̅͘A̴͙̓͒̂͛n̷̼̳̪͈̈̈̍͋̀d̴̰͗̓̈͠ ̷̢͖͎̲̽̆̌͂̕n̶̨̛͙͕̦͓̏̎̇͗o̴̧̰͋͋̚t̵̞̉̉̈́̕ ̴̧̥͖̱̇͗̀f̶̟͇̀̉͗̊͠r̸̤̉̋̑̈͘ͅö̸̩͓̺́̑͝m̵̤̫̗̱̺̾̋ ̴͇̯́́h̶̠̫͕͒̈̉͝e̴̼̺̪̽̑̊ȁ̶͎ḑ̶̽̈́͆̒ ̴̤̝́̔t̸̯̯̀o̵̡͕̻̣̳͒ ̷̦͖̾͑ţ̵̼̞̞̐o̵͇̦̪͇͛̉́̚͜ể̸̙͝
̷̜̘͆͌͑̒͂T̸̨͚̘̎̿ͅh̷̨͓̟̥͈̀a̸̧̟̠͕̜͆̈́̑̇̄t̷͇̲̄͠ ̸̮̟̥͋̄̇́m̸͍̣̀͛͜ͅͅa̸̫͇̜̻̍̎t̸͖̄̐̆̋͌t̷̠̳͉̬͑͒͠͝ë̴̩͔͎́̆̽͂̂r̴͓̤̫̼̐͝s̷͈̺̋̂̎͊…̵̟̗̦̒.̷̼̫̑͊̎
I got hired to do another birthday party. This one is for a kid named Daniel. I know him very well, he’s my ex’s child she had with her new husband. He’s actually a nice boy unlike my slutty ex and that perv she calls a husband who somehow works at a bank downtown that pays more than I make in a year.
Since I have history with them, I thought I’d give them something extra and worth their money. The party is on 2/13/26, that’s this Friday. So I’ve got time to prepare.
I’m so glad I have a Home Depot close to where I live. Makes it easy to get supplies when I need them the most. It made 2 days ago a lifesaver.
Not to mention one of my best friends work there. His name is Jonas and he’s quite the happy fellow. He greets me with enthusiasm and a smile, I like that about him. I’d love to invite him over, but I’d have to do some serious spring cleaning. I also might need to smuggle some schizophrenia pills to shut the voices up for good.