...bloodsport...
Yesterday:
I DLed a bunch of Sneaker Pimps stuff and wrapped myself in my machines(computer and tv).
Today:
Aaron woke me up with,"My dad's gone."
No note...nothing.
We found hotel searches and mapquestings in our history on the computer.
I have to admit...we had sideways smiles about his dad staying somewhere other than our living room.
A few minutes later:
His dad was back saying "I wanted to go check out the campus." and when asked about the searches said "I don't want to sleep in a cat box."
I cleaned the cat box before he came AND while he's been here. Though, Duckie DID piss on his bed.(: We cleaned that up anyway.
We spent the entire day before he came cleaning AND yesterday as well.
So he's not saying whether he's leaving or what. He just kinda threw that out there...To which I say "fuck shoes."
He decided to cook the rotting ribs in my fridge too and try to tell me they're okay to eat. If Aaron ends up in the ER like my brother, there's gonna be hell to pay as well as a hospital bill.
Those ribs had fucking rot spots on them.
I didn't eat the ribs. I have enough stomach problems thank you. I also told them not to feed any to my dog or cats. He tried a little too hard to tell me they were going to be okay and also asked one too many times why it wasn't okay to feed it to my animals. Even if they WERE okay to eat, it's not okay for my animals to eat all of the sauces etc. that they put on them.
A half hour or so ago:
Aaron asked me if I wanted to go to Wal-Mart with them. I said "I'll get in the car if noone tries to start anymore fights with me. I'm very serious. I'd just like to have a good time together and I'm not having a good time right now."
His dad was sitting right there.
He looked at me like he couldn't believe I was speaking English.
I've spent enough time in my short life with people trying to get away with whatever they want.
You must have mistaken me for someone else sir. I'm not going to take your shit silently in my house.
I just got a phone call:
His dad is going to be staying at a nearby hotel.
The day is looking up already.
Yesterday:
I DLed a bunch of Sneaker Pimps stuff and wrapped myself in my machines(computer and tv).
Today:
Aaron woke me up with,"My dad's gone."
No note...nothing.
We found hotel searches and mapquestings in our history on the computer.
I have to admit...we had sideways smiles about his dad staying somewhere other than our living room.
A few minutes later:
His dad was back saying "I wanted to go check out the campus." and when asked about the searches said "I don't want to sleep in a cat box."
I cleaned the cat box before he came AND while he's been here. Though, Duckie DID piss on his bed.(: We cleaned that up anyway.
We spent the entire day before he came cleaning AND yesterday as well.
So he's not saying whether he's leaving or what. He just kinda threw that out there...To which I say "fuck shoes."
He decided to cook the rotting ribs in my fridge too and try to tell me they're okay to eat. If Aaron ends up in the ER like my brother, there's gonna be hell to pay as well as a hospital bill.
Those ribs had fucking rot spots on them.
I didn't eat the ribs. I have enough stomach problems thank you. I also told them not to feed any to my dog or cats. He tried a little too hard to tell me they were going to be okay and also asked one too many times why it wasn't okay to feed it to my animals. Even if they WERE okay to eat, it's not okay for my animals to eat all of the sauces etc. that they put on them.
A half hour or so ago:
Aaron asked me if I wanted to go to Wal-Mart with them. I said "I'll get in the car if noone tries to start anymore fights with me. I'm very serious. I'd just like to have a good time together and I'm not having a good time right now."
His dad was sitting right there.
He looked at me like he couldn't believe I was speaking English.
I've spent enough time in my short life with people trying to get away with whatever they want.
You must have mistaken me for someone else sir. I'm not going to take your shit silently in my house.
I just got a phone call:
His dad is going to be staying at a nearby hotel.
The day is looking up already.
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meow:
What a pain in the ass he sounds like. Yay for hotels!
qhale001:
yummy....rotten meat spots. thank god for hotels and mapquest.
