This is where I write when I'm angry...

...angry at specific people or things in my life.
 
I don't have much time to write this, nor much to say, so I'll get right to the point.
 
Frankie and Wendy went to the Kottonmouth Kings tonight and I didn't.  Why?  Because I was asleep and nobody bothered to wake me up and see if I still wanted to go.
 
Cuz, ya know, I kinda wanted to.
 
Now they're home.
 
So it was just another fucked up, boring-ass night at home for me...God forbid I do anything every once in awhile.  Kiss my ass, world.