i hate when

my roommate goes grocery shopping while im at work. and then after work i stop and get like four things, come home, and theres no room in the fridge for my my milk. how many fucking bottles of juice do you need in there at one time?? do you know how much sugar is in that shit, fatty???


/rant.

also, i woke up to the sound of a bird flying into my window this morning. and then while i was laying there thinking "wtf" another flew into my window. WTF?!