Sockethead.

This is the electric wall thingy for the ceiling fan/light ( it reminds me of my friend A in highschool whose insult for people was sockethead) that my hubby fixed. You know, the one that gave the 31 YR old a "good" shock the other day. Turns out we didn't need to call in an electrician afterall as he knows how to do it and he thought it was just a normal everyday skill that everybody just knows  how to do, despite me telling him that it's NOT, that it's a specialized skill that the average person has no idea about and that he only knows how to do because electricity was one of his autistic special interests growing up.It's sort of like car repair or hot-wiring a car, it's not something that most people know how to do(although my mother's father did,both the repair and the hot-wiring). In any case he found out what the problem was and he fixed/replaced it.

Apparantly it was missing a safety "ground" on it ( he went on to explain it looks like a green screw on the other side) to prevent electrical shocks and most older houses( ours is over 100 years old) don't have them....except that we had all the wiring re-done  and upgraded when we bought the house almost 23 YRS ago( as well as all the plumbing re-done,too) so there's no excuse.

Someone f*cked-up and half-assed it and made shortcuts.

Later yesterday after the radio show playing my second-fave year 1979 it also then played my fave. year 1978 so it was amazing and felt like a gift, and yesterday and today I keep sneezing my head off, plus sniffly runny nose and itchy runny watery eyes,too. Ugh. Even taking both  Reactine and Benadryl I still can't get rid of it. One of my fave, chocolates Turtles also used to just cost 8$ last year but now cost 20$! For the same size box! Seriously, what the f*ck? I also heard a radio ad about a pizza place in town re-opening/expansion and they were giving away free pizza to the first 1000 people so my hubby got one and yet never even saved me a slice(I was napping at the time) even though I was the one that told him and if it wasn't for me he'd never even know.

He's such an asshole and no one ever thinks of me.

I also feel all "restless" and "yucky" like I do before a seizure and my stomach still really hurts,too.

Last night I also noticed my Canada Goose parka was missing and I just knew it was the 31 YR old again( he always takes it, among other things, without asking, and I'm sick of it) and that thing's expensive,too, so I asked his GF when I saw her if she knew what happened to it and she looked guilty(I'm a good profiler) as hell (I actually wondered if she even stole it!) and then shortly after she told me there HAD been an incident:

He did take it and they were in the mall when a policeman came over to them and said they reeked of weed( and it wasn't me; I never smoke weed in my parka; that's on him) and they "can't smell like that in public" (even though weed IS legal) and that  they "look like trouble" and they got KICKED OUT OF THE MALL (ha,ha!)

and now the parka is at the drycleaners at his expense.

Karma is glorious.

and from now on I'm just going to hide my parka somewhere he can't find it because I'm tired of him always taking my stuff.

He even stole my dog,too.

That was the worst because he was all I had.

This morning my hubby also did a shit in the toilet beside the tub( and left an empty toilet paper roll too and didn't even bother to replace it) minutes before he knew I was due to have my bath, stinking up the entire bathroom, even though there ARE 2 other bathrooms he could have used and I know he just does it on purpose to piss me off, and there's also this asshole that follows me on Twitter and they always just insult me and say mean things and I just don't get it; why even bother following someone if you don't even like them? Maybe I should just block them?

I'm so tired of being tired.-Tom Petty