Wednesday, April 15, 2009

Early Morning Drama

I am awoken this morning by my little one at 630, talking bout daddy! Hitting me in my face and saying in her own way, Daddy get up! So i get up, and hit the bathroom cause im bubbling immediately after i stand up. So i rush in and my girl is gone to work, so i have to lock my daughter in the bathroom with me. Ahh, finally some relief! Head to the kitchen and BAM! I am greeted by a tall order of dirty ass dishes and fish grease. What is this? There are four people that live here that are 14 and older. Why is the kitchen so dirty? So i have to get in a nasty kitchen and try to satify my little one. In my mind im thinking, i havent even ate in 2 days so why hasnt anyone cleaned this shit up. So as im cooking, people are starting to migrate to the kitchen on on the same mission as me, but aint nobody saying nothing about the DAMN DISHES! They are just working around it like it aint even there, and im about to scream!! So i asked for some reasons and do you know what they said? Guess, i bet you can guess?

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