Bleh
Got an email from Amazon today... some of the stuff I sent out got sent back for unknown reasons? I have yet to find out exactly what didn't make it where. That sucks balls.
In other news, the pizza oven that was my Christmas present (which I'm using as of yesterday) is the bomb. We made our own pizza's last night and this morning I made some pizza bread for my breakfast. Rowdy came in my room all late wondering where the hell the pizza went. Poor boo boo.
It's raining and it's depressing me. I let Chauncey drive to work today because I didn't get much sleep last night. SOMEONE kept talking all loud until 3 a.m. even when I stuck my head out of my door and started screaming. Drunk bums get on my nerves. He couldn't figure out how to work my pizza oven so he decided he wanted to yell about how to set the damn temperature. Dummy, the thing doesn't need to be set... turn the little timer thing and it's on. Sheesh. It's a pizza oven dammit... it's already set at the temp. it needs to be. Geez. Then he ended up not even cleaning the mf after he used it. I feel like going in his room and karate chopping him.
Poor Rowdy isn't looking as happy as he used to. I saw some dog food in the frozen food section... looks like some gourmet crap he might enjoy. I can't afford to get him that little bag of food every couple of days though... frosty paw for him I guess.
Today is the last day of my Social Work class. I exempted my Sociology exam. Failed math (no surprise there).
Well let me go on and take this exam :(
In other news, the pizza oven that was my Christmas present (which I'm using as of yesterday) is the bomb. We made our own pizza's last night and this morning I made some pizza bread for my breakfast. Rowdy came in my room all late wondering where the hell the pizza went. Poor boo boo.
It's raining and it's depressing me. I let Chauncey drive to work today because I didn't get much sleep last night. SOMEONE kept talking all loud until 3 a.m. even when I stuck my head out of my door and started screaming. Drunk bums get on my nerves. He couldn't figure out how to work my pizza oven so he decided he wanted to yell about how to set the damn temperature. Dummy, the thing doesn't need to be set... turn the little timer thing and it's on. Sheesh. It's a pizza oven dammit... it's already set at the temp. it needs to be. Geez. Then he ended up not even cleaning the mf after he used it. I feel like going in his room and karate chopping him.
Poor Rowdy isn't looking as happy as he used to. I saw some dog food in the frozen food section... looks like some gourmet crap he might enjoy. I can't afford to get him that little bag of food every couple of days though... frosty paw for him I guess.
Today is the last day of my Social Work class. I exempted my Sociology exam. Failed math (no surprise there).
Well let me go on and take this exam :(