Monday, February 21, 2011
You know you are the love of my life. You know you get away with murder. But you wanna know what? Waking me up at 4:15 am when I don't technically have to get up until 5:30 am, well that is just rude.
I can live with you getting on my bed. I can accept the fact that you took my top layer of covers off. However, standing on the patio in 36° weather at 4:30 am, think again buddy.
Don't do it tonight, I may not be so happy. I just happen to need my beauty sleep.