Beyond Redemption

So, here’s the latest from bizarro world.

Why did I just find out that my cuzzie is being stalked by a kid at her school? From Friday to Sunday, he sent her 32 text messages, and when she wouldn’t respond or call back, he left 3 threatening voicemails, including one saying that he was going to kill her.

The family is furious.

There was a big meeting at her school, and apparently, a lot of the messages were suicidal-sounding. Dude, I don’t give a shit what you do, but you’re gonna do it by yourself. She’s not going with you. And yeah, that may sound callous, but I don’t care. He threatened her life and that’s the fucking line.
We were pissed at her, too, cause she didn’t tell anyone it was happening. She told the people at her school because she thought we’d all be mad at her. We’re like o_O what kinda logic is that? What we’re mad at is the fact that she didn’t tell us it was happening. This fucking nut could have followed her home!

I’m so pissed.

On a good note, I posted a new chap of Hikari. Woot! 😀

*Goes back to grumbling*

I have great friends. I really do. They’re the most thoughtful, wonderful people and that’s why they’re my friends and I love them to death. I just want to establish that now.

But I hate surprises.

Some wonderful souls -whom I can’t name because I wasn’t told who- had the awesome Notoes make some custom dolls for me. When I got the mail last night from her saying that one was delivered and the other was soon to be on its way, I was absolutely giddy. After all, her work is fabulous and I have beautiful friends.

Then, I realized that she said it was delivered. Yesterday.

No packages came yesterday. I asked for the tracking number -as my panic grew- and sure enough, USPS is saying it was delivered yesterday at 11:14am -when I was home ALL DAY. In a snit, I called the USPS 800 number, and the woman tells me in a very nonchalant voice, “It was probably delivered to the wrong address.”

What the fuck does that mean? These are PRINTED labels, which means that there is no chance of the writing being illegible. They’re just incompetent fucks all year round, but they seem to go for the fucking GOLD during Xmas time, which is why I do not send, nor do I like to receive packages during the holidays.

In general, when it comes to packages, I don’t like surprises. I need to know when something is coming so I can be on top of those assholes so I can get my shit. Now, whatever the lovely doll was, I’ll never know because it’s gone. This is NYC; the person that received it is not going to say, “Hey, this isn’t mine. Let me return it.” They’re going to open it and keep it and I’m absolutely FURIOUS.

I have since mailed Notoes and asked her not to send the second doll until after the new year. I don’t want to chance losing this one as well. I’m just so angry; it’s like everything is fucking me over at once.

EDIT: For everyone in the “goodie club” I’ve erected a page specifically for you! It’s right on the toolbar beneath the header. It’s password protected and everything is there, plus a couple of new ones.