Apr 26, 2003 11:41
as i sit here, drinking my cold coffee and sitting in my smelly pajamas, i wonder...
why can my dad be so dumb?
ok, scene: 11am, i'm laying in my bed sleeping. he comes in and says my name kinda loud, a little too loud for my still sleeping brain. i woke up just from that, and then he says, "blah blah answer blah phone blah blah? it's blah blah." or at least, that's as much as i could comprehend, what with my being 90% ASLEEP and all.
later, i find out that it's shauna who called me. i'm sorry for not answering chica! =( but we spoke when i got online so it's all good.
grrr, is a good morning's sleep too much to ask for around here?
first it was leaving my door wide fucking open when everyone was making the most noise possible, then it's my dad coming and waking me up to ask me questions. not just do you wanna answer the phone, but also do you wanna come to eat lunch with me and your mom. WAIT TILL I'M AWAKE, DUMBASS.
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