lykomancer | Early-morning Uberbitch. (Reply)

What. The. Fuck.

Ahhhhgggggg! Stop the fucking drilling every goddammn fucking day, you miserable bastards! Just fuckin' do it all in one day and get it over with, Jesus Christ!
My floor is vibrating! I can't hear large chunks of conversation! More importantly...
I can't fucking sleep!

Yes, I do understand that it's 2 in the afternoon and that normal people are typically at work or at least awake by now. Yes, I also understand that I am responsible for keeping myself up until 6:30 am ~~role-playing psuedo-plotted smut~~ doing nothing important.

HOWEVER. What if that wasn't the case, and I actually had a night-job, eh? Bastards.
Thanks for informing us that you would be remodeling the downstairs apartment and thus causing a loud fucking ruckus. *thumbs up* That was nice. I appreciated it.
Mmm, can ya smell that sarcasm?

Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you!
*stomps on floor*

And as for you, you fucking little weasel... You will go without water for a little bit until I come home from where ever Wendy is dragging me and clean your cage, thus replacing the water dish you are so intent on dragging around your cell even when it is full to the brim with water with a water bottle, insuring that you cannot create a small swimming pool in your living quarters.

Oh, and while we're on the subject of you and your destruction, Kimmy-darlin'... stop fuckin' shredding my mattress pad, you little shit. I made the bed and it looked like it snowed in here because of all the little pieces of foam.

I am still sleepy, have been awakened rudely, and I don't feel a need to apologize. >.< So there. Uber-bitch.
I think that's all for now.