Ristaron

My mom picked up a television that my aunt and uncle were giving away, and is driving into town with it at the moment. She gave me a call twenty minutes ago demanding that I be home so that she can drop it off and won't have to take it into her house for my friends and I to come by at a more convenient time to pick it up.

Now, when I explained to her that it would not be convenient at all for me to leave where I just got to (and had made prior plans to be for a while) in order to...

You can deduce everything you need regarding context from the letter itself. I'm sending this tomorrow.





To Whom It May Concern,

I am writing in to submit a formal complaint regarding the new residents of suite D at 277 Balmoral, in the city of Winnipeg. These individuals, having moved in the day of August 1st, 2008, proceeded to keep me awake until well into the ensuing morning with loud music and obnoxious drinking. This flagrant disregard...

I bought a pizza yesterday... had two pieces... and I went to have some now for dinner and I find that it's all fucking gone. Dave fucking ate it all.
He didn't even fucking buy it.

I am so fucking pissed with him right now.

Yesterday night he asks to briefly borrow my phone as I'm on my way to bed so that he can have a quick chat with his girlfriend. He's on it for half an hour, keeping me up, before I am so angry that I'm paying for him to keep me awake because...

So I have been waiting patiently all month for my registration information so that I can choose my classes. I've stood, confident that in spite of all previous stupidity on the part of the university, they would come through.
They didn't.
I had to go today and throttle the necessary information out of them because they THOUGHT that they had sent it to me but, as per usual, they didn't.

Now armed with the proper information to access the online course-guide to choose...

I am seriously going to start fucking stashing my junk food where my room mates can't get it. I seriously am sick and tired of coming home with the anticipation of being able to munch on the chips/cheesies/whatever as I relax in my chair and read a book to find that my junk food's been eaten already!!

Seriously, it's not like I open the fridge and eat their fucking tofu in one sitting!