Saturday, 23 October 2010
11:30:41 PM (GMT)
Dad, you douche.
i fucking hate you right now.
i was almost on the verge of like.
in the face.
but i'm just that amazing at self-control.
so, it's not my fault that my phone hates me,
and doesn't want to work in the middle of nowhere.
that is not a reason to ground me.
until i give in and get a goddamned tracfone again.
those things suck ass.
and the worst part is,
you almost made me so mad i forgot about all of the good things that happened
making tomato sauce from almost scratch.
eyes burning from said onions.
watching Joe fail at making a fire.
trying to roast marshmallows.
making s'mores without the graham crackers.
trying to scare the shit out of Jessica.
marveling at Joe's acting skills.
and then you come and ruin it all.