rescue me. no.

i just had a dreadful encounter w/the new rochelle fire department because i live in an asshole building. andy was of course at school in rockland and i was home, in my boxershorts and tank top and juliet is in bed and the fucking fire alarm goes blaring off and the firemen were really quite mean to me. i'm like, seriously, i am standing here in my gd pajamas and a 3 year old is peering around the corner, give me a break. but they yelled at me. stupid.

procrastination and boo to the end of summer

i cannot even type right now cuz i'm on andy's laptop because of course our computer is broken and roger broke right thru the gate that keeps him trapped in the kitchen so now he's spilling beer bottles out of the recycle can and i dropped juliet off at school today and she is so tall and looks so old and i miss her even tho i'm so damn tired and need to get organized.