Mar 04, 2007 01:12
One more night alone with this fucking dog and I'll fucking kill it.
Seriously.
1 AM today marks the second time in three days that I've had to clean up its shit,
it got on the counter and ate all of our bread,
it humps the other dog,
it tears the garbage out,
it pees like a racehorse every five fucking minutes...
And what has Steven done?
Stayed at his friends' houses all weekend.
I NEVER wanted this dog.
I ALWAYS suggested giving it away,
yet I'M the one stuck taking care of it?
No.
Thats not fair.
On a lighter note,
I got third in Forensics.
First time ever going to finals.
Two 1-100s, both in my semi round.
That makes me feel good about myself.