Bunny's Stuffie Corner

[lanceGibs]

I've not talked to my idiot daddy in a couple of weeks now. I messaged him once and got no reply, so my petty ass kinda went into "I'll ignore you, then, and see how you like it" mode.

He hasn't deleted me as a friend on FB yet. Dunno if that means anything or not.

Don't know that this relationship will make it through this. I love the man with all my heart, but I am just So. Tired.

In other news, anybody wanna have a tea party? You can bring your stuffies, too.

Would you serve coffee too?

 

[BiBunny]

Would you serve coffee too?

Of course. I don't actually like tea, lol.

 

[lanceGibs]

Of course. I don't actually like tea, lol.

Moonlight and cheer, are these your favourites?

 

[BiBunny]

Moonlight and cheer, are these your favourites?

I suppose so!

I am sorry your Daddy being an ass, Bunny. *huggs* I can kick him in the balls for you if you want? I am kinda in that mood these days lol

As for the tea party, that sounds nice, I am in!


*puts comfy blanket on the floor, get out a HUGE icecream with two spoons burried in it, offering one to Bunny with a sad understanding smile*

Haha, thanks, BF!

Mmm...ice cream!

When I was 18, my first job was the drinks girl at a drug store soda fountain. (It was very much an anachronism; I'm not that old.) We did fresh-squeezed lemonades and limeades and also milkshakes and malts. There was a huge freezer full of ice cream there, and every day at lunch, my fat ass would have some of it. The other people who worked there marveled at it. One of them said to me, "You know, everyone else was tired of the ice cream by their second week here. But not you!" And I'm like, what can I say? I just really like ice cream, lol.

 

[lanceGibs]

I suppose so!



Haha, thanks, BF!

Mmm...ice cream!

When I was 18, my first job was the drinks girl at a drug store soda fountain. (It was very much an anachronism; I'm not that old.) We did fresh-squeezed lemonades and limeades and also milkshakes and malts. There was a huge freezer full of ice cream there, and every day at lunch, my fat ass would have some of it. The other people who worked there marveled at it. One of them said to me, "You know, everyone else was tired of the ice cream by their second week here. But not you!" And I'm like, what can I say? I just really like ice cream, lol.

Did you ever serve it 'on you ' ?

 

[BiBunny]

Did you ever serve it 'on you ' ?

Nah. I did have a milkshake explode on me (and everything else in the vicinity) once, though.

The blenders that we used were not like standard kitchen blenders. You put the stuff to be blended in a metal cup and then attached it to the side of the blender. It had a stirrer thing in the middle that actually blended everything together. Significantly, it had no top.

So one day, I didn't attach the chocolate milkshake I was making to the side of the machine properly, and when I turned it on, it went everywhere--all over me, the counter, the wall, the ceiling. It was bad.

 

[lanceGibs]

Nah. I did have a milkshake explode on me (and everything else in the vicinity) once, though.

The blenders that we used were not like standard kitchen blenders. You put the stuff to be blended in a metal cup and then attached it to the side of the blender. It had a stirrer thing in the middle that actually blended everything together. Significantly, it had no top.

So one day, I didn't attach the chocolate milkshake I was making to the side of the machine properly, and when I turned it on, it went everywhere--all over me, the counter, the wall, the ceiling. It was bad.

I think having chocolate sauce eaten off you or his dick is a different ballgame


Pun intended

 

[BiBunny]

I want my Daddy. *Sigh*

 

[Twistedkink]

I've not talked to my idiot daddy in a couple of weeks now. I messaged him once and got no reply, so my petty ass kinda went into "I'll ignore you, then, and see how you like it" mode.

He hasn't deleted me as a friend on FB yet. Dunno if that means anything or not.

Don't know that this relationship will make it through this. I love the man with all my heart, but I am just So. Tired.

In other news, anybody wanna have a tea party? You can bring your stuffies, too.

Hope you’ve heard from your daddy and you’re feeling warm all over!

 

[BiBunny]

"Hi, my name is Bunny's Daddy. I'm posting pics of my dogs on FB, but I can't be arsed to message my kitten and see if there's anything wrong, since she hasn't spoken to me in two weeks."

 

[IrisAlthea]

"Hi, my name is Bunny's Daddy. I'm posting pics of my dogs on FB, but I can't be arsed to message my kitten and see if there's anything wrong, since she hasn't spoken to me in two weeks."

Ugh, Bunny I’m sorry.

I think it might be better to tell him that the next move is his, so he doesn’t get to just leave you hanging like this indefinitely.

I tend to want to want to know where I stand though, even when it turns out to be just off the cliff cartoon style, so ymmv.

 

[BiBunny]

Well, I am being intentionally ignored.

I sent Daddy a text last night that basically said, I know you probably don't care, but just in case you do, my birthday is Tuesday. Do with that information what you will. No response. He's just being a dick now.

I feel like after four long and difficult years of trying to love and support and be there for him, while he pretty much fought it tooth and nail, I deserve more than just to be ghosted in the end. What a twat he's turned out to be.

 

[BiBunny]

So I sorta have to eat my words a little bit here.

Daddy called me today. We talked for a while. He apologized for not talking to me for so long and for neglecting me. He told me he'd had a mental breakdown (which, given the stuff he's been through in the last couple of years, I don't doubt at all). I did point out to him, however, that it would've taken him 30 seconds to send a text that said, "Everything's gone to shit. Will message when I come up for air again" or something along those lines. You'd think he'd get tired of apologizing for his lack of communication and would just get his shit together already.

I don't know what to think. I appreciate the birthday wishes, and I'm sorry he's having a rough time. But on the other hand, communicate, motherfucker!

 

[BiBunny]

Happy Birthday, BiBunny!

Glad you heard from your Daddy and things cleared up. I am happy for you girl!

Thank you, BF!

I love the man, but he has the emotional intelligence of a fence post, I swear.

 

[BiBunny]

I will learn absolutely nothing from this, by the way.

 

[IrisAlthea]

So I sorta have to eat my words a little bit here.

Daddy called me today. We talked for a while. He apologized for not talking to me for so long and for neglecting me. He told me he'd had a mental breakdown (which, given the stuff he's been through in the last couple of years, I don't doubt at all). I did point out to him, however, that it would've taken him 30 seconds to send a text that said, "Everything's gone to shit. Will message when I come up for air again" or something along those lines. You'd think he'd get tired of apologizing for his lack of communication and would just get his shit together already.

I don't know what to think. I appreciate the birthday wishes, and I'm sorry he's having a rough time. But on the other hand, communicate, motherfucker!

Happy Birthday! Sorry I’m late.

It must be really hard to deal with someone being that inconsistent in their communications, in a close relationship.

I will learn absolutely nothing from this, by the way.

This made me gigglesnort.

 

[BiBunny]

Happy Birthday! Sorry I’m late.

It must be really hard to deal with someone being that inconsistent in their communications, in a close relationship.


This made me gigglesnort.

Thanks, Iris! It wasn't a bad birthday at all, all in all. Even if I am 40 now, lol.

It is definitely difficult to deal with. I know I sometimes blow things out of proportion, just due to past experiences with other people, but I feel like things would go so much more smoothly for us if he'd just pull his head out of his ass sometimes.

 

[IrisAlthea]

Thanks, Iris! It wasn't a bad birthday at all, all in all. Even if I am 40 now, lol.

It is definitely difficult to deal with. I know I sometimes blow things out of proportion, just due to past experiences with other people, but I feel like things would go so much more smoothly for us if he'd just pull his head out of his ass sometimes.

40’s is a nice age to be in many ways, I think.

The thing about people who aren’t feeling so good, is that they can sometimes have this Eyore style idea that noone would care about them anyway so why get in touch anyway.

 

[BiBunny]

I have so much writing work to get done today and no motivation to do any of it. If I had the funds for it, I'd just refund these people for what I haven't done yet and just enjoy the silence for a bit.

The problem is that what everyone requires is different from what it used to be. It was once easy enough to shit out a 300-word SEO-ed blog, but now everyone requires 600+ words, and very few of my writing customers give me any idea of what they want me to write about. I've been out of original ideas for years, so I'm stuck scraping the bottom of the barrel for something to write about. Ughhhh....

Also, female problems tmi alert, but I've been on my period since Nov. 13th. I don't know wtf is wrong with me and will probably never know for sure, since I don't have insurance, but this is both annoying and costly for feminine care products.

 

[BiBunny]

I still wish I could have a kitty, but I know I'm not in a position to give an animal the care it deserves. But it still makes me sad when I see kitties that I want and can't have. If I had my way, I'd be a crazy old cat lady!

 

[BiBunny]

I am a burnt-out kitten.

I'm working 9+ hours a day, split between two companies, so it seems like I'm half-assing both of them, but it still adds up to be a lot of work per day. I'm not cut out for this.

So I'm going to have to reduce the number of hours I'm working. Since I'm doing 4ish hours at one place and 5ish at the other (sometimes more, sometimes a little less), this means I'm going to have to just leave one of the companies altogether because I'm only doing the bare minimum number of required hours at both places.

Unfortunately, because the company where the boss is nicer has lower pay, higher required number of hours per week, and lower call volume, that's the one I'm going to have to cut. I don't want to, but I don't think I have much of a choice.

I'll start doing approximately 6 hours a day at both the hell company and my independent lines at the same time, which will shave about 3-4 hours off my overall workday and also give me more overall hours at the hell company. This will serve to make me look like less of a fuckup who does nothing but the bare minimum while also reducing the number of hours I work overall in a day.

I just feel so bad about it. But I can't run at this pace anymore.

I've talked it over with two of my friends, one a work friend, one a non-PSO friend. I wanted to talk to Daddy about it tonight, but I think he's already gone to bed.

Tomorrow and Saturday, I'm going to try to do my desired number of hours at hell company without working at the other one at all, to see if I can do it. If I can tolerate it, I'll resign from the less crappy place, unfortunately. I don't want to have to, but I'm back to crying when I have to go to work, which is a sure sign something has to give somewhere.

I hope like hell this is the right decision.

 

[Adrock1981]

*mounts stuffie*

sexy visual imagining that scene

 

[IrisAlthea]

I am a burnt-out kitten.

I'm working 9+ hours a day, split between two companies, so it seems like I'm half-assing both of them, but it still adds up to be a lot of work per day. I'm not cut out for this.

So I'm going to have to reduce the number of hours I'm working. Since I'm doing 4ish hours at one place and 5ish at the other (sometimes more, sometimes a little less), this means I'm going to have to just leave one of the companies altogether because I'm only doing the bare minimum number of required hours at both places.

Unfortunately, because the company where the boss is nicer has lower pay, higher required number of hours per week, and lower call volume, that's the one I'm going to have to cut. I don't want to, but I don't think I have much of a choice.

I'll start doing approximately 6 hours a day at both the hell company and my independent lines at the same time, which will shave about 3-4 hours off my overall workday and also give me more overall hours at the hell company. This will serve to make me look like less of a fuckup who does nothing but the bare minimum while also reducing the number of hours I work overall in a day.

I just feel so bad about it. But I can't run at this pace anymore.

I've talked it over with two of my friends, one a work friend, one a non-PSO friend. I wanted to talk to Daddy about it tonight, but I think he's already gone to bed.

Tomorrow and Saturday, I'm going to try to do my desired number of hours at hell company without working at the other one at all, to see if I can do it. If I can tolerate it, I'll resign from the less crappy place, unfortunately. I don't want to have to, but I'm back to crying when I have to go to work, which is a sure sign something has to give somewhere.

I hope like hell this is the right decision.

It’s a hard choice to have to make.

I highly recommend trying to do it the other way too, doing the required hours/what you need to make a living at the good company too.
Sometimes it’s easier to work more but in a less annoying environement.

 

[Adrock1981]

You know how I do

I definitely do which is why I know how hot you would look enjoying your stuffed friend

 

[Adrock1981]

Would you lay and watch
Or
Come /cum between us?

well not to sound too greedy but If I had the choice I'd love to do both actually but definitely go with the flow either way