More proof that my brother is retarded.....
So we got some good news today, my brother got accepted into VCU.
Then he went and pulled a Yuuta and completely negated that. He called me at work, around 2:00 to ask what Dad was doing at home today (he's on night shift tonight)...but Ryan shouldn't have known that unless he'd been to the house, when he should be in school. BUSTED.
I didn't say anything though, because I'm not like that, I was just going to ask mom about it tonight. Apparently I've no need to though. She got an email from his 3rd block teacher (he wasn't in class) and then a CALL from his 4th block teacher, saying she'd just seen Ryan PULLED OVER ON THE SIDE OF G.WASHINGTON HWY.
Speeding ticket while skipping. Wut. I swear that boy has been sniffing glue or something. :/
Whatever, he's getting the longest lecture ever right now...so I'll just move on. Until Dad finds out, anyways. :)
Um, I cleaned while at work. I cleaned off/out from between the keys on all of the computers, I cleaned the adding machines, the phones, the DOOR, the filing cabinet, the printer, the counter, the front shelves and pretty much whatever caught my eye. o.o That place was filthy. I think the nastiest thing was finding a crusty, brown fingernail between the keys on one of the keyboards. That's just nasty, yo.
And honestly, what makes people think that it's perfectly fine to call you and ask your hours, at 4pm, then not bother to show up until 2 till 8:00? And pay in large amounts of cash? Seriously? Fuckers, why don't you and I switch places and YOU can deal with that shit, then let's see you do that again.
I fucking hate people sometimes.
Oh and, liars, you all need to die or something. Some guy had Brink over in my space, digging around for keys he swore up and down he gave to me, 'because they're rental keys' when 1. No, he fucking DID NOT give me those keys, and 2. It's not a RENTAL, it's one of Brink's loners. UGH. Which they found the keys to later, up front, where they GO. Losers. Twenty minutes of my life you've stolen, I'm taking them back FROM YOU, ass.
And the next creepy dude to call me: sweetheart, honey, darling, baby doll or any other 'pet' name is getting one of my tennis shoes so far up his ass he'll be coughing up the laces. >:( Next one who attempts to actually touch me will just die. Period.
Blarg.
In better news, I bought The Best of A Taste Of Chaos today. Dir en grey (The Final) FTW! But yeah, some of this shit is really good (and some SUCKS BALLS, but whatever), and I got sushi for lunch! Mmmm volcano rolls. :) Yummies.
This weekend promises to be busy. I plan on re-doing my hair, cleaning out my room, separating the things I want to sell/junk/donate/whatever, moving furniture (mainly switching the desk/comp with my bed/dresser), Dinner for Faith's B-day, shopping, scrubbing down the bathroom, giving Sora and Roxas a BATH (stinky rat-babies!), cleaning out/washing Choutarouand ordering plastic and hopefully a DVD (or two). Nnn, yeah. Plus I have to work on two art pieces now, as I've been asked/commissioned to design tattoos for a co-worker (Griffin) and one of our cleaning-crew guys (Lion). Win.
I'm making a pair of MAD STALIN pants too (if you know what that is, props, if not....you'll see when I finish >>)..and...I'm making a 'sculpture' from sculpy. Because I want to annnddd I have all this sculpy practically begging to be used for something, anything.
What else? OH! Trying to drink only ONE soda a day. It's really, really hard for me, because I'm SO addicted to the caffeine (had a headache for over 4 days thanks to the withdrawl) and I hate the taste of coffee. But I'm down to two a day without the headache! I think I'm doing pretty good, no? :D
Um, and...yeah. I'm thirsty now, lol. *wanders downstairs for some water*
PS.
Then he went and pulled a Yuuta and completely negated that. He called me at work, around 2:00 to ask what Dad was doing at home today (he's on night shift tonight)...but Ryan shouldn't have known that unless he'd been to the house, when he should be in school. BUSTED.
I didn't say anything though, because I'm not like that, I was just going to ask mom about it tonight. Apparently I've no need to though. She got an email from his 3rd block teacher (he wasn't in class) and then a CALL from his 4th block teacher, saying she'd just seen Ryan PULLED OVER ON THE SIDE OF G.WASHINGTON HWY.
Speeding ticket while skipping. Wut. I swear that boy has been sniffing glue or something. :/
Whatever, he's getting the longest lecture ever right now...so I'll just move on. Until Dad finds out, anyways. :)
Um, I cleaned while at work. I cleaned off/out from between the keys on all of the computers, I cleaned the adding machines, the phones, the DOOR, the filing cabinet, the printer, the counter, the front shelves and pretty much whatever caught my eye. o.o That place was filthy. I think the nastiest thing was finding a crusty, brown fingernail between the keys on one of the keyboards. That's just nasty, yo.
And honestly, what makes people think that it's perfectly fine to call you and ask your hours, at 4pm, then not bother to show up until 2 till 8:00? And pay in large amounts of cash? Seriously? Fuckers, why don't you and I switch places and YOU can deal with that shit, then let's see you do that again.
I fucking hate people sometimes.
Oh and, liars, you all need to die or something. Some guy had Brink over in my space, digging around for keys he swore up and down he gave to me, 'because they're rental keys' when 1. No, he fucking DID NOT give me those keys, and 2. It's not a RENTAL, it's one of Brink's loners. UGH. Which they found the keys to later, up front, where they GO. Losers. Twenty minutes of my life you've stolen, I'm taking them back FROM YOU, ass.
And the next creepy dude to call me: sweetheart, honey, darling, baby doll or any other 'pet' name is getting one of my tennis shoes so far up his ass he'll be coughing up the laces. >:( Next one who attempts to actually touch me will just die. Period.
Blarg.
In better news, I bought The Best of A Taste Of Chaos today. Dir en grey (The Final) FTW! But yeah, some of this shit is really good (and some SUCKS BALLS, but whatever), and I got sushi for lunch! Mmmm volcano rolls. :) Yummies.
This weekend promises to be busy. I plan on re-doing my hair, cleaning out my room, separating the things I want to sell/junk/donate/whatever, moving furniture (mainly switching the desk/comp with my bed/dresser), Dinner for Faith's B-day, shopping, scrubbing down the bathroom, giving Sora and Roxas a BATH (stinky rat-babies!), cleaning out/washing Choutarouand ordering plastic and hopefully a DVD (or two). Nnn, yeah. Plus I have to work on two art pieces now, as I've been asked/commissioned to design tattoos for a co-worker (Griffin) and one of our cleaning-crew guys (Lion). Win.
I'm making a pair of MAD STALIN pants too (if you know what that is, props, if not....you'll see when I finish >>)..and...I'm making a 'sculpture' from sculpy. Because I want to annnddd I have all this sculpy practically begging to be used for something, anything.
What else? OH! Trying to drink only ONE soda a day. It's really, really hard for me, because I'm SO addicted to the caffeine (had a headache for over 4 days thanks to the withdrawl) and I hate the taste of coffee. But I'm down to two a day without the headache! I think I'm doing pretty good, no? :D
Um, and...yeah. I'm thirsty now, lol. *wanders downstairs for some water*
PS.