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hkellick... But if I miss another TMBG concert due to the Buffalo weather, I am going to freak out.
They're predicting snow (Already! Gods, do I hate Buffalo for this six months of the year) and my mom says every time she sees the weather it looks worse. Looking at weather.com, it looks like it's supposed to rain, but not snow. (*knocks on wood*)
Snow. Already. Nnnngnnngnnnnnn.
In other news, I'm having a fight with Josh, a bad one.
Well not having a fight, per se, but I'm furious.
Ever since he started school and, worse than that, started the musical, he's been letting jobs slide. Now he's not doing anything. And I mean nothing. Not even scooping cat litter.
I picked up feeding the cats. Hell, they bang on my door every morning (cause I'm the one that wakes up) and I'm the one hope at night. I picked up making sure they had water. I've picked up the slack for the little jobs mom needs us for.
But it's past OK when he can't even be bothered to cut coupons or scoop the kitty litter. Especially since every morning, he's in front of the damn television.
I don't care how busy you are, but if you have certain responsibilities at home, you have to DO them. It's not like he has so many responsibilities anymore. His jobs consist of...
Every Day: Scoop Kitty Litter, Take Out Garbage
Every Week: Empty Cat Litter with me
Every once in a while: Cut Cat Nails
That's it!
*sigh*
Whatever. Me approaching him about it is worthless. We'll get into a big fight and nothing will come of it. I have to trust mom to handle it. (Despite the fact that she told me I could kill him. If I killed him, he wouldn't be alive to do the jobs, would he?)
:p
I'm tired today. I may try to go home early and take a nap.
That's it for today, I think.
They're predicting snow (Already! Gods, do I hate Buffalo for this six months of the year) and my mom says every time she sees the weather it looks worse. Looking at weather.com, it looks like it's supposed to rain, but not snow. (*knocks on wood*)
Snow. Already. Nnnngnnngnnnnnn.
In other news, I'm having a fight with Josh, a bad one.
Well not having a fight, per se, but I'm furious.
Ever since he started school and, worse than that, started the musical, he's been letting jobs slide. Now he's not doing anything. And I mean nothing. Not even scooping cat litter.
I picked up feeding the cats. Hell, they bang on my door every morning (cause I'm the one that wakes up) and I'm the one hope at night. I picked up making sure they had water. I've picked up the slack for the little jobs mom needs us for.
But it's past OK when he can't even be bothered to cut coupons or scoop the kitty litter. Especially since every morning, he's in front of the damn television.
I don't care how busy you are, but if you have certain responsibilities at home, you have to DO them. It's not like he has so many responsibilities anymore. His jobs consist of...
Every Day: Scoop Kitty Litter, Take Out Garbage
Every Week: Empty Cat Litter with me
Every once in a while: Cut Cat Nails
That's it!
*sigh*
Whatever. Me approaching him about it is worthless. We'll get into a big fight and nothing will come of it. I have to trust mom to handle it. (Despite the fact that she told me I could kill him. If I killed him, he wouldn't be alive to do the jobs, would he?)
:p
I'm tired today. I may try to go home early and take a nap.
That's it for today, I think.
