agentaeon

I want to crush ants and kick puppies today.

Ok, maybe not. But I am still in a foul mood.
I'm feeling a lot better today than I was yesterday. Yesterday I was ready to commit manslaughter and test the theory on just how easy it really is to get away with it. I absolutely loathe my roommate's boyfriend. He's a waste of space, man. Seriously. Look past the tattoo, the dyed hair and the facial peircings and he's just the same as the macho, stuck up, elitist jock guy you all had in highschool that made fun of the freaky kids because they were "below him". When she's got her back turned or isnt in the room, he's making snide comments or making nasty faces. He pitches a fit if she spends more than 10min. away from him when he's over here (and he's spent the night here every night for 2 months) even if it's to talk to me, or get food or check her email. GOD I HATE HIM....AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH....I could go for hours, discribing the things he does and the reason I want to log off his balls and bury him in cement, but i'll stop right about now.

In other news, my kitty seems to be making a fine feast out of the flesh on my legs and feet. good LO'D that hurts..aaahhh..

Also, my server for my site keeps locking me out and breaking images and making certain sections of my site forbidden. ARG.

I need pr0n, loud music and icecream. stat.