careful, you might burn it up

So I suppose my post this morning was inspired by the viewing of Love Actually. Dammit, I knew we should have watched Snatch instead. That's okay, we'll watch it today. Merry Christmas, everyone!

Rest in peace, James Brown. May your legacy live on forever.

Yes, I am very aware of how utterly pointless my previous post was. But hey, who said a girl can't dream?

So I had people over Saturday. I hope everyone had fun, because I will never do that again. At least not that many people, and not in this house. I got really mad yesterday, because he said they were "too lovey-dovey." Um, what the fuck. What right do you have to judge my friends? He sits there for what, ten minutes, and he observes people and thinks that he knows them? NO, that's not how it works. You don't get to say who they are when you don't know jack. I work my ass off trying to make sure those two have as much time as possible together, and you walk in and think that you can just label them? Back off, and don't ever pretend you understand someone you didn't even meet.

I was also mad when we were driving home. Like, what the fuck! Please, no baggage. You leave your shit at the door. I think that was my angriest point of the day. Thanks for not bringing it in.

So yeah. I'm sick and I prefer small parties.

And don't ever fucking lie to me.
He better have a damn good reason and make it up to me.
And it better be better than if he hadn't lied.
>:O


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