Bishop of Bounce chapter 5, part 4
real date=8.19.2008, and I want to kill my mother. Today (the 18th) is my Dad's birthday and the bitch couldn't even so much as say happy birthday to him. GOD... I'm so fucking pissed, there really aren't words to adequately describe my rage.. And so, on to Julius, because he is my rage personified in male form. x.x;;
I rummaged through the fridge and came to the conclusion that I really needed to go grocery shopping...
A few moments later, I was sitting on the couch with a rather unsatisfying banquet of cold, two day-old pizza, diced pineapple that I was planning to eat straight from the can, and a can of Sierra Mist. Fuck.
"Daytime soap operas, you will be the death of me..." I sighed, almost jumping out of my skin as there was a knock at the door. I groaned and went to see who the fuck it could be now.
I rummaged through the fridge and came to the conclusion that I really needed to go grocery shopping...
A few moments later, I was sitting on the couch with a rather unsatisfying banquet of cold, two day-old pizza, diced pineapple that I was planning to eat straight from the can, and a can of Sierra Mist. Fuck.
"Daytime soap operas, you will be the death of me..." I sighed, almost jumping out of my skin as there was a knock at the door. I groaned and went to see who the fuck it could be now.