Jul 24, 2005 20:54
My stress level is so high that I want to rip my fucking hair out. Not too many good things happenin lately. The only thing I have to look forward to is the Reception, but I'm more nervous than excited. I just want everything to go good. The diversity of party is enormous, and I don't want to hear any judgemental ta..ta...yuppies runnin their mouth. Don't think I won't stomp on someone in my dress. Me and Shawn realized what our problem is with the fighting that we've been doing, and it's our living situation. Having a roomate is hard. It's been real tough on Shawn and he's been grouchy. So I can understand. But here comes the crazy awakening that happened last night. Not gonna say what the fight was about because it was a lot of things. I was so pissed that I dumped water on him while he was laying down, so then of course, he dumps water on me. SO then, our house was a fucking slippin slide. The bedroom, bathroom, hallway, living room, kitchen, and basement, all completely soaken wet. I changed like 5 times. We finally snapped out of it, and now we're able to laugh about that. I have to say that was the most interesting, some what fun now that I look back on it, fight I've ever been in. Ahh! Love, isn't it grand! Blah, Blah, Blan! Ooh we rented Shawn of the Dead, haven't got to see it yet, I need a good laugh, ha,ha,ha,he,he,he,oh,oh,oh!!!
Mu*ahz
Princess Bellarenna!!!