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It only took a month and a half but Lloyd finally has his shit out of my fucking livingroom! While waiting for the shithead to move his shithead shit *pause* I spent my free time creating art like a crazed freak. VERY much into mosaics these days. I've done 2 scrap shelves and even a closet door. All thats left for the door is the grout and then I can hang it on the wall in the livingroom (now that I can get to the fucking walls) I'm rather excited. Now when friends come over we'll have a place to sit other then hiking down the hall to my bedroom to sit on my bed. The next step is to annoy Lloyd enough to where he'll move the fuck out. Granted I like his money and for the most part I really NEED his money...but gawds what a fuck up he is! I find myself spending more time at work just to not be in the same space. How sad is it to not want to come home to yer own house?? I got so pissed off at him this weekend. He decided to put a lock on his door that needs a key...then left for the weekend leaving his light on. Needless to say there is a hole in his door now where Robert punched through so we could get the fucking light off. Electric bill $255. Punching a massive hole through a door to turn off a light that might be costing 10 cents a night..priceless. Too bad they don't play Into The Pit on the radio every night...might get the fuck face out faster! It seems he's not into super heavy death metal. Yay for me when I drag the speaker out of the game room and put it in front of his door then go create in the diningroom.
Anyway...off to Mommy's for some crafting and relaxation!
Anyway...off to Mommy's for some crafting and relaxation!