Sunday, December 02, 2007

Just when I was thinking Dipshit hadn't agitated me in a bit...

I'd been musing on how he hasn't annoyed me in, well, 3 or 4 days...which is a CRAZY long time to go when it comes to him. Spoke too soon, of course. First time I saw him today came Offense #1. He decided to opine dismissively on the new first floor tenants not shoveling. First off, I don't wanna hear him opine on ANYthing. Secondly, the unmitigated gall of HIM talking about shoveling, he who RARELY does it. Last, but not least, he then "casually" mentioned how HE'D sweep off the steps when he went out. Great, whoopee, cheeri-fucking-O...JUST FUCKING DO IT THEN...there's NO need to announce your Puritan work ethic to me. I don't seek HIM out with bulletins when there's two FEET on the ground and i'm breaking my back to help the landlords out...and he's nowhere in sight. But there's a whopping inch on the ground for him to now proclaim control over. Fucking asswipe. So all three of those things angered me with a few sentences out of his mouth. And NOW...well, he's HERE...and that angers me because he SHOULDN'T be. He should be at his parents' for the night, as he has a dentist appointment tomorrow at 9am. It's at this point where I repeat that we had an INCH of snow. Motherfucker then sat around ALL damn day, going out to a friend's for a bit to "watch the game," and "keeping an eye on the weather." And now, nearing 10pm...he's either cancelling the appt. or going super early in the morning. This means he'll wake me up even EARLIER. It also means I now have to endure his giggling at something on TV and periodic "weekend wrapup" gossipy phonecalls with his Chatty Cathy asswipe pals. He SO easily could've been at his parents'. Let me mention the INCH of snow a third time. He is SUCH a MOTHERFUCKING LITTLE PUSSY. Like the roads are impassable. God Almighty, I can't fucking stand him. I had SUCH fantasies of a relaxing, zen snowy Sunday evening alone. Oh, wait, now he's on the phone with "Kim" discussing which footballs teams he favors. Weighty issues. Earlier today I heard him say "I put a few feelers out to my women." He seriously thinks he's in ENTOURAGE. I have to go for a walk or something...before I take a fucking hammer to his skull. I. FUCKING. HATE. HIM.

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