worst night ever

KangaBlabba, Shenanigins Add comments

Last night I went to bed at a pretty early time, and about an hour later I was awoken by doors slamming and the sound of showering. Then I could hear my neighbors (the ones we call Durka Durka) outside talking on their phone because apparently EVERYONE in the apartment complex needs to hear their business at 130am. Then, right before I give up and take some Tylenol PM, I can hear the roommate playing a DVD or a CD or something through my wall and over my iPod.

Then this morning I’m trying to make some breakfast when I have to arrange half-drank Whataburger cups on the counter so I can open the microwave, and I miss noticing the coffee beans sitting half on the door and half on the top of the microwave, so I send THEM flying across the kitchen when I open the microwave door. A few moments later after cleaning them up I again open the microwave only to send a fucking GLASS sailing over the edge to shatter into a hundred pieces because its nicely hidden right next to the gargantuan GNC Protein jar.

The only reason I point out any of this is because it is PROOF that the world is out to get me and destroy any sense of sanity that I once held. And it isn’t like anyone (other than durka durka) has done anything necessarily wrong… I’m just a crazy paranoid person that jumps to conclusions and lets the crazy take over which is like a giant snowball effect. BAH.

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