Straight No Chaser

Enmity

the roommate and i hadn't spoken in days, till this afternoon. she woke me up, and, with a look of the utmost disgust and contempt, said, "you know it's three o'clock, right?"

i have a clock. i knew.

and i failed to see her point, till she gave her teeth one long, judgmental suck and marched out of the room, slamming the door behind her. please. like sleeping late on a sunday is worse than spending the entirety of your tuesday in front of the tv eating peanut butter from a jar.

plus, not that it's any of her business, but i had been up till almost eight this morning, fixing my life. putting all my waking effort into fixing my life. and so, she can shut the fuck up, and she will be duly informed that she can shut the fuck up. next time.

hey readers, prepare for something really dark. just letting you know, so you're not surprised.