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Is it October yet?
Sep. 3rd, 2005 11:32 amGawd I'm sick of my brother already.
It's not just the fact that he is telling everyone here how to live, but he also rearely lifts a finger around this house. My father had to get into a lenghty discussion to get hi to mow the long since my father works long hours (They already pointed out that I would accidentaly chop off a foot if I mowed...probably right)
I help with the weeding...unless it rains to early, my dad also wants to weed, but he can't because he usually has to mow..and my brother hasthe gaul to wonder why we are getting ticks.
He still hasn't cleaned his waffle iron. He makes home made waffles and I get to clean up after him. Whenever he makes a big cooking mess I clean up after him. I clean up after I cook and when my parents cook, but they at least ask first and help with the cleaning.
My mother also works five days a week. He works maybe two nights a week and does classes afew days a week.
When I was in UCF I did my schoolwork, worked on lobng projects and still did stuff around the house.
He also refuses to drink soda from a can and always pors it in a glss, dirtting up more dishes that I have to clean.
He also has his little dog, Ariel. She's about two yers old and isn't house broken. He usually cleans up her crap and piss when she does it in his room. I clean up her crap when it's in the hall. He wonttake her oustide because he doesn't want her to get fleas. Ariel is a maltese, Shitzo mix. That means she's a little yappy dog. She's afraid of my cats...including Velvet...and to top it off it steals panties.
It's not just the fact that he is telling everyone here how to live, but he also rearely lifts a finger around this house. My father had to get into a lenghty discussion to get hi to mow the long since my father works long hours (They already pointed out that I would accidentaly chop off a foot if I mowed...probably right)
I help with the weeding...unless it rains to early, my dad also wants to weed, but he can't because he usually has to mow..and my brother hasthe gaul to wonder why we are getting ticks.
He still hasn't cleaned his waffle iron. He makes home made waffles and I get to clean up after him. Whenever he makes a big cooking mess I clean up after him. I clean up after I cook and when my parents cook, but they at least ask first and help with the cleaning.
My mother also works five days a week. He works maybe two nights a week and does classes afew days a week.
When I was in UCF I did my schoolwork, worked on lobng projects and still did stuff around the house.
He also refuses to drink soda from a can and always pors it in a glss, dirtting up more dishes that I have to clean.
He also has his little dog, Ariel. She's about two yers old and isn't house broken. He usually cleans up her crap and piss when she does it in his room. I clean up her crap when it's in the hall. He wonttake her oustide because he doesn't want her to get fleas. Ariel is a maltese, Shitzo mix. That means she's a little yappy dog. She's afraid of my cats...including Velvet...and to top it off it steals panties.
