Moving time- almost
My mom should be getting back in today from Arkansas. My brother is still sick but at least he's in good hands at the hospital. It's kinda important she get back intime to close on the house. We've slowly been packing stuff, but now we really need to start packing. Last night I got everything down from the attic down stairs which was a small feat for me. I'm really paranoid of getting down my fine china from the garage attic. It's porclean china my grandpa brought back from japan, very beautiful.
Some teenagers put runny chocolate (at least I hope it's chocolate) on our front door. I think it's the fuckers NEXT DOOR but I can't prove it. And their dog barks all fucking night, so I'm damn glad we are moving. Fuckers. We haven't ever done anything to them. In the mean time, anyone have any good, immature revenge techinques?
Some teenagers put runny chocolate (at least I hope it's chocolate) on our front door. I think it's the fuckers NEXT DOOR but I can't prove it. And their dog barks all fucking night, so I'm damn glad we are moving. Fuckers. We haven't ever done anything to them. In the mean time, anyone have any good, immature revenge techinques?