cain

Sometimes I hate you, like when I'm on the phone with someone and you squeeze my foot because you want me to tell them...and when you ask what was said. But you know, whatever. It's cool, I'm not allowed to have friends.

Your nosiness astounds me as well. Stay out of it. Unless, of course, I want you involved. And then you will know because I will ask you to get involved. Verbally. Do you know was verbally means? It means with words. That come out of my mouth.

I've got an armadillo in my trousers.

And while I do enjoy your company, you are also most vexing. I won't explain what vexing means, because I'm just a bitch.

So anyway. Sleeping on the couch ends in a few short days, thank god. Although sleeping in a twin bed won't be much better. I lie. It will be much better, I'm sure.

By the way, when I say I'm eating lunch with Abby, it means that I AM EATING LUNCH WITH ABBY, and nothing else.

GET A GRIP.