2001-11-25 + 12:06 a.m.

There is a note on my computer that reads...Please wash the dishes and the floor. I thought about doing it tonight but now I don't want to because it's my whole outlook. I hate doing things when told especially by a piece of paper.

My closet in the hallway has been cleaned out. Everything is in my room now. Some of that stuff was in there for a certain reason and I'm kind of mad that it got moved around.

My rug got thrown out. I was very happy the day I got my rug. I bought it with my own money and it was the perfect shade of red. Now it's trash. They didn't ask me first. My personal desk in the hallway was "straightened" and I don't know where some of my desk stuff is. This makes me angry.

I'm very happy the house is Christmas looking but where are my things. I hate feeling like someone thinks I'm nothing more then a slob. I haven't time to do major housework. I had last Monday off true but I was sick and Wednesday I cleaned my room. Grr....

Stupid record store had no good EBM CD's so I bought Lords of Acid only to discover I don't like it. They were out of Thrill Kill Kult and I really wanted Confessions of a Knife.

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