Rules
Maybe I wasn't clear about it the first time, but I set down fucking rules for this house and if people want to come over here they need to follow those rules and not get pissy about them.
Rule #1: no drinking/drugs. This doesn't just mean don't drink and do drugs here, it means don't show up here drunk or high on shrooms. Don't come here high and get upset and start saying that you feel like you're being judged because you're high. Yes, you are being judged. This is because you are breaking a rule that I set the fuck down that you need to follow, or you can stay the fuck out of my apartment.
Rule #2: if I ask you not to swear or say inappropriate things around my kid, then don't. Don't argue with me about it, or say that I've done it too. Yes, I have done it too. Point is, I don't anymore and you shouldn't either.
Rule #3: loud music stops when I say it stops. I have neighbors who I bug the hell out of because their shit is too loud, and when you come over and bump your shit it makes me look like a hypocrite. It it's at all likely that someone, anyone needs to get up early for work in the morning, turn the fucking music down. It sounds just as good at a reasonable volume as it does when it's shaking the walls.
Rule #4: if you want to come here to party don't come here and bitch about not being able to party the way you want to party. We have here the tamest, lamest parties. If you have a problem with that, take your weed and party at the park or something.
Rule #5: we're managing a lot here. I work full time, Joelene takes care of Amelia full time, and we're both doing our best to raise Amelia right. We're also trying to keep all this shit under control with Zach drinking in the house. It's really stressful. The rule itself is, if I ask you to not do anything, anything at all, it's probably either because I have a headache from work, I don't want that kind of thing around my kid, or it's really fucking up the progress Zach is making on his sobriety.
Rule #6 and this is just a general life rule: when someone is trying to get sober, don't fucking smoke weed around them.
Point is, I don't fucking know you people. I might have gone to high school with you and you all might be pretty good friends with Joelene, but I could really go either way on the whole friendship thing. And right now I'm a little confused about why any five people would come to a drug-free party high on shrooms and complain that you're "being judged."
Rule #1: no drinking/drugs. This doesn't just mean don't drink and do drugs here, it means don't show up here drunk or high on shrooms. Don't come here high and get upset and start saying that you feel like you're being judged because you're high. Yes, you are being judged. This is because you are breaking a rule that I set the fuck down that you need to follow, or you can stay the fuck out of my apartment.
Rule #2: if I ask you not to swear or say inappropriate things around my kid, then don't. Don't argue with me about it, or say that I've done it too. Yes, I have done it too. Point is, I don't anymore and you shouldn't either.
Rule #3: loud music stops when I say it stops. I have neighbors who I bug the hell out of because their shit is too loud, and when you come over and bump your shit it makes me look like a hypocrite. It it's at all likely that someone, anyone needs to get up early for work in the morning, turn the fucking music down. It sounds just as good at a reasonable volume as it does when it's shaking the walls.
Rule #4: if you want to come here to party don't come here and bitch about not being able to party the way you want to party. We have here the tamest, lamest parties. If you have a problem with that, take your weed and party at the park or something.
Rule #5: we're managing a lot here. I work full time, Joelene takes care of Amelia full time, and we're both doing our best to raise Amelia right. We're also trying to keep all this shit under control with Zach drinking in the house. It's really stressful. The rule itself is, if I ask you to not do anything, anything at all, it's probably either because I have a headache from work, I don't want that kind of thing around my kid, or it's really fucking up the progress Zach is making on his sobriety.
Rule #6 and this is just a general life rule: when someone is trying to get sober, don't fucking smoke weed around them.
Point is, I don't fucking know you people. I might have gone to high school with you and you all might be pretty good friends with Joelene, but I could really go either way on the whole friendship thing. And right now I'm a little confused about why any five people would come to a drug-free party high on shrooms and complain that you're "being judged."