This day started out to be great, lots of things accomplished at work this week, looking forward to going camping and fishing tomorrow. Then boom this afternoon hit, kids piss'n & mown'n at wife, have to jump on them for it. Camping buddy, also the printer at work, starts freaking at amount of work that has to get out by end of next week, more piss'n & mown'n. Kids going to cityfest tonight, or that was the plan, but now? one daughter can't find this friend or that(they have to run in packs) more piss'n & mown'n. Other daughter mad they didn't get to see the fight after school. Daughters piss'n & mown'n at each other because their sisters. Would love to take wife camping but she has something against "going" in the woods and using a leaf, go figure
Oh, pondscum (boyfriend, all boys that want to date daughters are pondscum) has shown up. One daugther, drama queen, wants dad to talk to pondscum, for reasons not fully understood by the male mind.
I'm still in good mood inspite of piss'n & mown'n. I can just see it coming before this night is out I'm gonna get pissed (not drunk to our friends from the UK) and want to go hunting and kill bambi or something. Dadgommit I gave up killing bambi, I didn't think running around in the woods in camo with a bunch of drunks with loaded guns was that bright of idea. Well I guess that I'll take my black lab, Tara 13 years old, fishing. Tara adores me, she thinks I'm the leader of the pack.
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