Because I was bored today, I actually started an advice column on MySpace.
Dru's Clues for Living

Digitalmunky came up with it. Totally loved it

Our bank is being a bitch again. Ticketmaster tried to verify our billing address and our bank wouldn't do it. If I can't get them to do it by Wednesday, then we don't get to see NIN in September.

This irks me because some places will take our current billing address and other places want the previous billing address. The bank said that some places require that you be at your current billing address for 2 yrs before they will accept it. Which is crap. We're going to have to be moving down to Chandler next yr anyway because John's job is transfering to Chandler. Stupid crappy vendor rules.

Is there a shopaholics anon? I could probably qualify for that Well, only when I have money to spend anyway. Oh the fun....

You know what I've always wanted to do?

Have my own advice column. Seriously. For as long as I can remember, people have always asked my advice/opinion on stuff. I don't bullshit you. You ask me something, I'll give you my honest opinion.

I've always envied Ann Landers and Dear Abby. I want their job!!

Though I have yet to come up with a catchy name: The closest I've thought up of was Ask Dru. Lame. I know.

Anyways-Back to reality...

So last night we got a notice on the door: "By the way-We're fogging your apartment tomorrow and you're going to have to stay out for 4 hrs!!"

They came at 11:30 this morning. Not a big deal. John is debating on whether he should go to work now or not because he's missed a few hrs already.

But that's not the bad part.

We took Logan to the outdoor mall in Scottsdale because they have a fountain kids could play in. NOT ANYMORE!!! Fountain is on-but no kids can play in it.

So we took Logan to the Phx Zoo because they have a fountain too. Zoo closes at 1pm during the summer and we got there just after 1.

So it's like 112 degrees outside. We're all hot and miserable. We're out of water. It majorly fucking sucks.

We ended up going to the new Best Buy by our house. I got the kids in the bathroom and watered them down, refilled water bottles, and hung around. Now we're home and tired. And putting things back together and cleaning up dead little bodies. Fun....

The weekend was a bit uneventful.

I had my doc appt today. All is well. YAY!!

I have thought of 3 new photoset ideas (one of them I want to do in case The Crow photoset doesn't work out).

I'm still alive people

I want a kitten. Simple as that. I've wanted a cat for the longest time now.

So John tells me that someone is giving away kittens for free. He asks me if I want one. DUH. Then he turns around and calls back and says that we can't really afford a cat so nevermind And then I turn around and tell him we've made our budget cover other things we wanted but didn't need. We could fit ONE cat into our budget.

Whatever. No kitten

I hate laundry mats. Especially laundry mats in an apartment complex. And in my apartment complex there are two laundry mats. The bigger one being the closest one to our apartment.

Anyways-So I did two loads today. I go back to the laundry mat to put my stuff in the dryer. And then I watched. This one lady took up 8 out of the twelve dryers. And one of the remaining four was being used. So I have two loads left. There are 3 dryers. Another person is waiting to put their stuff in a dryer. And now it becomes survival of the fastest. I put my two loads in two of the dryers. The two washers I was using were immediately snatched up. I was thinking to myself that it's a good thing I was only doing two loads today.

I know firemoonfairy that you offered for me to come over and do my laundry. I didn't have time today but one day I'll make a "laundry date" and come over. Then you can see my "unmentionables"

Let me give you all a quick background.

A few weeks ago I had my mom babysit the kids so Lindsay and I could go see Broken Home and Old BrickHouse Grill. While I was gone, Logan got stuck in his room because the door knob got jammed. So my mom, freaking out, ended up taking the door knob off to get Logan out.

John and I haven't been able to get the door fixed so we rigged it that we could open it from the outside until we could get maintanence in here.

Today I was picking up the toys and crap and putting them back in Logan's bedroom. Unbeknownst to me, Logan had shut the door on me while I was picking up his room. I turn around and the door is closed.

Both kids are in the living room and so is my phone. I tried opening up the door myself but I couldn't. I got Logan to the door and I told him to get my phone which he did and he pushed it through the bottom of the door. Nalia, by this time, had crawled to the door and started crying. I called John and he laughed and told me to use a coat hanger (which by the way is plastic). I was beginning to get pissed. I told him I had used everything I could think of. I was locked inside the room and BOTH kids were on the outside and Nalia was crying. John was like "Well, what do you want me to do?" I said "Come home and get me out." Then he told me to try to get the door opened myself. I was extremely pissed and I said "Fuck you then." and hung up.

So I'm searching through Logan's room again trying to find anything to get the door opened. Nothing was working. Nalia was really becoming hysterical because she knew she couldn't get to me. I was getting upset because Nalia was freaking out, John was being a dick, and I was seriously locked in the room.

I called John back and he told me to call maintenance. I screamed at him that I didn't have the fucking number. HELLO I'm locked in my son's room!! And it was after 6 so maintenance was closed. I hung up on him again.

My mom called a few minutes later and I told her what was going on. She couldn't come up because I keep the front door locked and she doesn't have the key to the apartment. She told me to call John and I told her what a big help John was being. Mom could hear Nalia screaming through the door. Mom suggested that I call the fire department. I told her that I wasn't going to pay the apartment for two busted down doors (Yes our apartment management is that fucking greedy. They don't care why or how a door was damaged. Just that it was damaged and you have to pay to get it replaced.). All the while I'm still going through Logan's room to find something to open the door and nothing was fucking working. Mom calls John and John a few minutes later, calls me and tells me he's on his way home.

Half an hr later I'm out of the room ever so extremely pissed off. I had been locked in the room for an hr listening to my 6 month old wail her lungs out because she couldn't get to me. Nalia had stayed by the door the entire time.

Oh did John get bitched at when he got me out. I ripped him to shreds. I told him how shitty he was the one time I needed him home for an emergency he blew me off. He was like "There had to be something in Logan's room to get you out." I screamed at him that if there would have been, I WOULDN'T HAVE CALLED HIM. At this point I was damn near in tears and John saw how upset I really was. I was trying to calm Nalia down and of course me yelling wasn't helping. I told John that I had tried everything and he was my last resort and how it was nice that if I ever needed him for another emergency how quickly he would get his ass home.

Then John told me the real reason why he didn't want to come home: Because he was afraid if he got half way home, I would have found a way out.

I told him that I would rather him be half way home and get out than him taking his sweet ass time getting me out and I'm stuck in the goddamn room for an hr while my daughter is crying non stop!!

Yeah I was pissed. John apologized for being dumb considering how upset I was. And he said that he wouldn't be a dumb ass the next time I needed him for something.

Well, I'm going to go work on my persuasive essay now.

Here's a bit of a rant about MySpace.

People fucking suck there. I get emails from guys that want to "trade" pics, from people that are asking me "When are you cumming to....?" and a bunch of other crap. AND to top it off, people on there don't have a fucking sense of humor!!

Sarcasm people!! It works wonders!!

Okay I'm done now.