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<< May 8, 2005 @ 05:21 >>

Ok... so I get home and my shoes are all throw all over the place... down the stairs.... in the living room. Fuckers. Drunk fuckers.

I thought that was the end of it.

Nope. I just tried to go to sleep. I crawl onto my bed in the dark. Something hard. Something hard and linear. A busted spring? My matress is ruined? Nope, I finally figure it out: prank! They stuck a big rectangular iron structure under my sheet and egg crate thing. Pretty damn funny I got to say. It would have been even funnier if I was really tired or really drunk. Of course, I could have SERIOUSLY injured myself if I had gotten into bed with any vigor.

Anyway, my initial reaction was to wake all of them up screaming "The house is on fire! The house is on fire!" (It is 5:30 afterall). I resisted, though. Too easy, too obvious. I quietly hid the item outside. I'm going to pretend like it never happened and just bitch about my shoes. Fuckers. They shall all pay individually. They shall all pay gravely.

This is almost certainly revenge for the prank I pulled on Ian, though I doubt he's clever or resourceful enough to have done this alone.

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May 8, 2005 @ 05:29:30

coleco.pngxopl (#001)

P.S. Random blog entry viewing now available. Idea credit to the monster.

May 8, 2005 @ 16:39:40

cmonster.pngChristy (monster)

Heh.. I wondered how long it would take you to implement that (even faster than I thought you would). Thanks for crediting me, too, btw.

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