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[dani_meows]

I'm in such a bad mood today that I'm contemplating going to bed before my husband gets off work just so I don't bite his head off.

I burnt my finger making macaroni and cheese because since I loaded the dishes in the dishwasher and ran it someone put dishes in the sink and as a result I got burned trying to juggle the strainer and the pot. Then hubs got bitchy about the fact that I didn't put the milk in letting him do it when he got home because he makes better boxed mac than I do... but if he'd come home straight from work for lunch, he would have gotten home just as I put the macaroni back in the pot.

How was I supposed to know he was going to the the gym we joined last year to see if we can get them to not auto renew?

Also apparently the gym is like the hotel california you can join up any time you'd like but you can never cancel.

And the Basshole pissed on everything the other day so I'm doing more laundry than necessary. Thanks Basshole. Grrr... my Roomate's eldest cat is such a dick.

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[immortalje]

*hugs*