WARNING: Ranting Ahead!

Listen, jackass. When you decide to ring my doorbell at 1:35am, and not once or twice but repeatedly for about 2 minutes straight, I'm not exactly going to be in the best mood after I've gotten out of bed and stumbled downstairs. Yes, there's going to be yelling and curse words. And no, you're weakly stammered "oh man, I'm really sorry" doesn't fucking cut it. I should have called the cops on your stupid fucking ass, but my phone was all the way upstairs and I really just wanted to crawl back into bed. I should have fucking kicked you down the stairs and believe me, I could have done it to your scrawny little ass.

Also, what the hell was I watching on Nip/Tuck last night?? Admittedly, I totally forgot about it and tuned in about halfway through. But Sean tripping out of his mind after nibbling on a pot brownine? What was that?? And Christian saying he was going to make love to whatshername? Make love?? Dr. Christian Troy said make love?!? It boggles the mind. This show is definitely no longer required viewing.

GAH! At least I made it home from work in time to see the end of the Twins game last night. And to see Sven get stuck in the rain without an umbrella.