I hate men.

Specifically three tools named Micheal, Stephen and Joe.

*sighs* Getting me into a panic when I am 650 miles away and powerless to help/do anything is....oh how shall I say this....fucking horrible.

From Joe's last message, I am going to assume Micheal showed up again?

And I swear to all that is holy, if you were at a goddamn strip club all this time, I am going to hurt you when I come back to Ohio next week.

I hate you all.


Joe, my phone is now dead-that is why you could not hear me (although I could hear you calling my name crystal clear). So sorry about the game of silent cat and mouse. *snorts*

I love you guys, so I beg you to try to stay out of trouble for at least the next week.

P.S. Anyone care to clue me in on what happened?
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To all RL friends; the cell phone is dead. The burial will be on Monday at which time I will be buying a new cell phone. I am so fickle. *winks*

Love to you all.

Feelin': annoyed