ok... so i go downstairs... its garbage night so i HAD to schlupe the kitty s**t tonight... so i go down and am a slightly agitated to discover that someone's already taken the trash out... which means that iv got to use a smaller bag and be much more careful when scooping and take it out to the trash cans myself ... but im only slightly agitated.... so i decide im going to pretend to be in a bitchy mood and start arguing just randomly... and i do... and then my "dad" walks away while im still bitching about wanting him to take the kitty s**t out to the trash cans.... so then i get mad... and i walk over to the garage door and kick it open ans hard as i can... guess what happened then (if you guessed more unnecessary pain you have guessed.... CORRECTLY.... ) yup i hurt the bottom of my foot... so i go outside into the garage, lift up the trash can lid and put the kitty s**t in on top of a whole buncha icky garbage... and then i realize how pretty it is outside and wish that i could go for a walk... and i would if i didnt know any better (DAMN YOU PEOPLE TELLING ME ABOUT MURDERERS AND RAPISTS) i find life is much more pleasant when you are naive and innocent. *sigh* o well... stare stare sweatdrop sweatdrop rolleyes rolleyes stare stare
Unni Ineo · Wed Aug 17, 2005 @ 03:23am · 1 Comments |