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Wow, yesterday was a really awesome day. Today, I just want to kill someone. Particularily, I would like to commit neighbor-cide. Why can't people understand that just because it's the middle of the day doesn't mean that people upstairs aren't trying to sleep. That some people have jobs. That some people aren't punk asses? I've been pretty nice up to this point. But from now on in the morning when I'm getting ready for work at 2/3 in the morning, the speakers are getting cranked. And trust me, Phantom at full volume plus bass - (not to mention me singing along) it's not pretty. I almost can't wait for Friday morning when i get ready for work. Any suggestions on what I should compile for my playlist? Fuckers. Fuck that.
Totally threw Biff for a loop today. He asked me something and I accidentally called him Biff. I quickly appologized, but everyone was already cracking up. Later he cornered me with the "what is your problem?" question. I calmly and rationally told him that it's not him I dislike, it's that he should never have been hired into the position, and that I'm just a little bit bitter about having to do everything, still, and babysit him. He didn't really like my answer. Well, don't ask me a question. Everyone should know that by now. I mean, honestly. That's just silly. Oh well, I got to vent my frustration when I did the destroys. Did you know that plastic chairs explode like glass when you slam down a sledge hammer with your full stregnth on them? Fun times.
And now I'm headed over to Justin & Cari's. Gonna do a couple loads of (free!) laundry and be the official candy-giver while they take Cass out for tricks-for-treats. [i heard her call me Uncle Brad yesterday for the first time...I melted]. Then it's a horror-a-thon (no, not whore-a-thon, which is a completely different type of evening) full of classic bloody gorry goodness. I still can't believe it's already Halloween.
Happy Hallows, all!
Totally threw Biff for a loop today. He asked me something and I accidentally called him Biff. I quickly appologized, but everyone was already cracking up. Later he cornered me with the "what is your problem?" question. I calmly and rationally told him that it's not him I dislike, it's that he should never have been hired into the position, and that I'm just a little bit bitter about having to do everything, still, and babysit him. He didn't really like my answer. Well, don't ask me a question. Everyone should know that by now. I mean, honestly. That's just silly. Oh well, I got to vent my frustration when I did the destroys. Did you know that plastic chairs explode like glass when you slam down a sledge hammer with your full stregnth on them? Fun times.
And now I'm headed over to Justin & Cari's. Gonna do a couple loads of (free!) laundry and be the official candy-giver while they take Cass out for tricks-for-treats. [i heard her call me Uncle Brad yesterday for the first time...I melted]. Then it's a horror-a-thon (no, not whore-a-thon, which is a completely different type of evening) full of classic bloody gorry goodness. I still can't believe it's already Halloween.
Happy Hallows, all!
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We all dressed like pirates and went out with the cousins. Wheeeeee!
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