Woke up at nine in the morning to the sounds of dogs barking. My bed partner, Killerbee, my little rat terrior/poodle mix, popped outta my blanket and took off into the house, barking his head off. I got up, had to find out what they were barking at...then calmly [SCREAMED] told them to shut up. I fell back into bed for another half hour before getting up, showering, and getting ready for work.
Before I even make it out the door, my older sister starts on me about my weight. Of course, I barely eat as it is, walk my happy butt two miles a day and rarely drink soft drinks or eat sugary stuff. I get into an arguement before slamming the door and rushing off to work.
My boss rides me about "keeping busy" when we have a slow day. Everything was done, we just had to wait for lobby to get dirty or to gain more customers. Fast food is a real pain in the ass.
I get off work and head home. My friend starts texting me and I get the bright idea to go pick her up after I change. Get home. House is trashed because my sister left everything out and our six dogs got into it. So, I spent a good thirty minutes to an hour cleaning the house before changing and heading out.
I pick up my friend, we chill, hang out, watch a movie...and then I take her home. Now...
I am kicked back, drinking a nice cold glass of tea and chilled...at about 11 o'clock...that is going to hell because my sister will be home.
Just a work of my random moods, odd happenings, and collection of short stories. Rants, raves, bullshit...it all comes together in this. Hope you enjoy it.
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