pumascissors

We got home Saturday at a little after four in the morning. Little bro just now hooked up the internet to my room upstairs. He's still addicted to warcraft. He spends every free moment on that game. Maybe that's why the yard looked like shit when we got here. It hadn't been mowed since the fourth of July. What the fuck, over. Oh well. It's not like it matters too much. I'm just pissed off at the world today. First time in a long time. Don't ask me why. I don't know. I've gotta finish the movie. I'll have to do it in the other room. I can't concentrate with the explosions from downstairs. I'm a weak-minded bitch. I deserve to be horse-whipped. Or maybe cool-whipped. Whatever. I need to chew some aspirin and get my lazy ass a-humpin'.