"...those little rat bastards."
If there was one way i could spend every morning, it would be exactly as i spent this one (see also: sarcasm). Now for those of you who've not yet had the pleasure of listening to me belligerently rant about how i spent my morning, i shall detail it (as well as an event of last night which contributed to my ornery nature) in the following paragraph(s).
As i wandered in sometime around 12:30am (EDT), and down to my room, my siblings were still wide awake being as always fairly obnoxious. I feeling a bit shagged and fagged and fashed, it being an evening of some small energy expenditure, went to my room, removed the clothing not suitable for slumbering in and went up stairs to grab a late night snack (or dinner as it is generally for myself).
I payed no mind to the sophomoric activities of my siblings (one of them being step), as i had more important things to tend to, like eating my delicious Pretzel Time Pretzel, with a side of nacho cheese. After having returned to my room the clock had not yet struck 1:00am, one being the time that the children have to go to bed, so i decided i would spend the time until then playing some video games. Now understand that playing video games has this effect on me, that effect being that i lose track of the time. So after what i had felt to be half an hour (The time was 1:30am now) i went out to tell them to get off of my computer. They said they would only be a bit longer, and i feeling nice, decided that it wouldnt hurt to give them a few more minutes. Only, i was wrong, what i thought would be a few minutes turned out to be about another hour.. The time now being 2:30am, and i having tried to fall asleep since about 2:00am, was being coming rather bellicose. The time had come for me to stop being so courteous to those little rat bastards. I emerged from my domain, and with sharp words told them to get to bed, since it was an hour and a half past their bed time and i like the normal person i've become wanted to get some sleep. After this i was essentially told to fuck off and that they dont have to listen to me. So much unlike myself, i went to get someone who they would have to listen to. My Mother never got out of bed and just told me to send them to bed. After having to wake my mother who needs her rest for work (which makes me feel guilty) and having plenty of expletives thrown at me they finally went to bed. If you think this ends here, you are incorrect.
Fast forward 8 or 9 less than satisfying hours of sleep to this morning.. Where I am awoke from pleasant dreams by the little bastards. They being the insensitive little fucks they are, dont see a bit of wrong in thier keeping me up to all hours of the morning, and then waking me earlier than i wish to be. Now, generally i do not mind if they are on MY computer at nine or ten in the morning, as im usually up by then for work. But Jesus Christ, when its my fucking day off, please be a little more courteous. I mean i dont fucking wake them up on the days that i come home at 3:00am. Show some fucking respect you little bastards.
Since they've shown that they dont give a damn if i get any sleep, i shall serve them a bit of their own medicine. Only i will take it to the extreme. We'll just have to see how they like being woke every 45 minutes through the night.
but off i go to find food. adios.
As i wandered in sometime around 12:30am (EDT), and down to my room, my siblings were still wide awake being as always fairly obnoxious. I feeling a bit shagged and fagged and fashed, it being an evening of some small energy expenditure, went to my room, removed the clothing not suitable for slumbering in and went up stairs to grab a late night snack (or dinner as it is generally for myself).
I payed no mind to the sophomoric activities of my siblings (one of them being step), as i had more important things to tend to, like eating my delicious Pretzel Time Pretzel, with a side of nacho cheese. After having returned to my room the clock had not yet struck 1:00am, one being the time that the children have to go to bed, so i decided i would spend the time until then playing some video games. Now understand that playing video games has this effect on me, that effect being that i lose track of the time. So after what i had felt to be half an hour (The time was 1:30am now) i went out to tell them to get off of my computer. They said they would only be a bit longer, and i feeling nice, decided that it wouldnt hurt to give them a few more minutes. Only, i was wrong, what i thought would be a few minutes turned out to be about another hour.. The time now being 2:30am, and i having tried to fall asleep since about 2:00am, was being coming rather bellicose. The time had come for me to stop being so courteous to those little rat bastards. I emerged from my domain, and with sharp words told them to get to bed, since it was an hour and a half past their bed time and i like the normal person i've become wanted to get some sleep. After this i was essentially told to fuck off and that they dont have to listen to me. So much unlike myself, i went to get someone who they would have to listen to. My Mother never got out of bed and just told me to send them to bed. After having to wake my mother who needs her rest for work (which makes me feel guilty) and having plenty of expletives thrown at me they finally went to bed. If you think this ends here, you are incorrect.
Fast forward 8 or 9 less than satisfying hours of sleep to this morning.. Where I am awoke from pleasant dreams by the little bastards. They being the insensitive little fucks they are, dont see a bit of wrong in thier keeping me up to all hours of the morning, and then waking me earlier than i wish to be. Now, generally i do not mind if they are on MY computer at nine or ten in the morning, as im usually up by then for work. But Jesus Christ, when its my fucking day off, please be a little more courteous. I mean i dont fucking wake them up on the days that i come home at 3:00am. Show some fucking respect you little bastards.
Since they've shown that they dont give a damn if i get any sleep, i shall serve them a bit of their own medicine. Only i will take it to the extreme. We'll just have to see how they like being woke every 45 minutes through the night.
but off i go to find food. adios.