I'm sorry but I must say, these sad little online ingrates are way too entertaining for words. Poor things. If I thought I was badly off, man oh man was I wrong. Not that I didn't know this before, but oh my God - testament to this was just now. You'd think a 28 year old would at least have gotten some semblance of class over the years, but apparently not. Tsk. When they can't speak English properly after 10 years that's just even better. I have much more fun scoffing. "I would like to meet with you sometimes" Pft.

Then they wonder why I'm single. That's why! No grammar no love. Fuck you pab and jhags. :)

Yesterday evening I went on a mad re-organising of house spree. I hate doilies. Oh my god. I don't know what's wrong with my mother. Getwiththefuckingprogram already woman. I got rid of what I could and re-organised the collections. *sigh* It's still sad looking but at least I can walk through the living room and kitchen without sighing loudly. I really need to re-do the house...one day! One day! I have big plans to throw away that horrific living room set that my grandmother bought for us (good bloody hell). Man I so wish one day by "accident" that thing gets set on fire (outside of course).

I can't help but rethink the space and make it totally livable (for picky ole me). Mom says she doesn't care about interior decor - so I think I should start taking up the challenge. Unfortunately she doesn't understand when I say I want something put away...far far away. These old ugly things that need to be burnt.

We're going to start collecting cows now...I believe and hope the frog stage is over. However this new collection thing will severely inhibit my decorating plans. Ugh. Maybe I should thwart those plans. Too much HGTV and Trading Spaces etc. Dammit.

I'm hoping the new floor will be installed within the next few months. Dad's taking his cool time to choose the damn flooring. I hate carpet. I want it gone gone gone. Course that'll be the living room alone and maybe the hall. God knows when/if my bedroom will be done... Least the new shelving unit is done. Yay. Very neat. Dad rules.

Okay enough ranting. I am going to see if I can sleep.