Jesus christ.
Warning: There is a rant ahead. If you don't want to read it, I suggest you avert your eyes.
Andrew, you can go fuck yourself.
You have no fucking right to be mad at me for yelling at you. NONE. Maybe if this were the first time it happened, or maybe even the second time. But this has happened WAY MORE than that. I am fucking tired of being woken up at 5 in the morning to be told that my cats are outside because you can't seem to shut the goddamn door. I am tired of looking for a black cat in pitch darkness. I am TIRED of wondering if this time I won't find them.
And you know what? Maybe I wouldn't even be mad if you had gotten off your fucking ass and helped us look instead of sitting in front of your fucking computer until Chris MADE you come outside.
But as it is, you have NO RIGHT. You have no right to post in your fucking LJ about how you HATE US because I YELLED AT YOU. Grow the fuck up.
Jesus christ.
Andrew, you can go fuck yourself.
You have no fucking right to be mad at me for yelling at you. NONE. Maybe if this were the first time it happened, or maybe even the second time. But this has happened WAY MORE than that. I am fucking tired of being woken up at 5 in the morning to be told that my cats are outside because you can't seem to shut the goddamn door. I am tired of looking for a black cat in pitch darkness. I am TIRED of wondering if this time I won't find them.
And you know what? Maybe I wouldn't even be mad if you had gotten off your fucking ass and helped us look instead of sitting in front of your fucking computer until Chris MADE you come outside.
But as it is, you have NO RIGHT. You have no right to post in your fucking LJ about how you HATE US because I YELLED AT YOU. Grow the fuck up.
Jesus christ.