i. hate. it. when. you're. all. up. in. my. face.
today was such a gorgeous day. then you had to come along and ruin it for me with your incessant complaints, yabberings, what-have-you-s. why don't you just get out of the house and don't gimme a headache? i don't really need your money anyways. you always make it harder than it really is. and people ask me why i have no respect for you. gee, go figure. maybe your biggest mistake was putting me through school. maybe education is not such a good thing afterall. your young ones will become the disaffected, disechanted, cynical smartasses of this godforsaken nation. can you say 'ageing' with me? i don't deserve the guilt, you made me and you know it.