Friday, August 12, 2005

Know what I hate? I hate that just because I happen to be home when my Dad is, and downstairs, that I have to hear the damn lecture EVERY TIME about the dishes not being done.

Know what else I hate? That it's not my fault. I load the dishwasher and run it. I DO NOT UNLOAD THE GODDAMN THING! That's Jeremy's job. It's not MY fault if he doesn't. I tell him to do it, he ignores it. NOT MY FAULT.

Fucking Christ. I hate getting blamed for stuff. -.-