Camera Phones

If my cousin sends me ONE more picture of her damn (but lovely) kids from her cell phone I am going to SCREAM!

Seriously, there are just SOME people who should not have camera phones. Myself included. I rarely use the damn thing - I think I've taken maybe 40 pictures out of the 500 my phone can hold. I've taken more pictures of the inside of my pocket than of anything else. Pathetic!

Anyway - back to my cousin and her part time job as a cell phone photographer. I mean - maybe if I was a parent myself, I would understand the need to do this. I think I get on average of 15 pictures A WEEK of her kids and the ridiculously extravagant lifestyle they lead. "Iliana at ballet" "Andres at Little League" "Iliana meeting the Mayor" "Andres winning the spelling bee" Does it ever fuckin' end?!?! OH MY GOD! STOP ALREADY!

In fact AS I TYPE THIS she has sent 4 more damn pictures.
JESUS!

Ok... so it's not that big a deal. I mean, in the grand scheme of things, this is not so bad. I think I'm going through some sort of cycle of the moon, mean tempered phase. And no, it's not that time of the month - so fuck off if that's what you're thinking.

For example, last night I got REALLY REALLY mad because my roommate had parked in MY spot. And we don't even have assigned spots. But I always park in the same spot... every damn day. And last night - she was in mine. MINE!
And then I'm unloading my car and I dropped my CLEAN CLOTHES on the very wet, very nasty ground... of course, something I never would have done had I been able to park in MY SPOT!

And then this morning she had the NERVE to take a shower and leave our EXTREMELY loud vent on. Of course this woke me up and OF course I couldn't go back to sleep. Bitch.

Hmmm, ok - so yes, I'm an only child... and really all this ranting makes me sound like a spoiled brat... but so what. I don't care.
I'm rubber - you're glue... whatever you say bounces off me and sticks to you! HA! So there!

I think I should go home now.