to the last i have a knack for setting fires

[themeletor]

wait. no, wait. so you're saying I DON'T live in a frat house, rife with smelly boyish douchebaggery?



&my house; (where by the implication of "heart" I technically mean "what the actual fuck".)

(ps - the play-by-play is
the 1st line: my mother, yesterday morning, Colgate Baking Soda & Peroxide Whitening toothpaste.
the 2nd line: my brother, last night, Gillette Foamy Regular shaving cream.
the 3rd line: me, this afternoon, Crest Whitening Expressions Vanilla Mint toothpaste.)


also I need a haircut. badly. IT IS SERIOUSLY TOUCHING MY SHOULDERS YOU GUYS. D:


[ETA: conversation between my mom and me later in the evening
me: you know you could probably have worded that in a less pissy way.
mom: well I mean, do you know how hard it is to write with TOOTHPASTE?
me: actually, yes! and it is pretty difficult. so I guess I will cut you some slack.]

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[meletor-et-al.livejournal.com]

I agreed to clean the bathroom, but the mirror is her purview. mostly because she's the one who WROTE ON IT IN TOOTHPASTE, WTF.