Is it over yet?

I need to be in bed at a semi-reasonable hour tonight.  I've been too grumpy all day.  Starting this morning with a comment by the T that I took WAY too personally.  It's just continued to grow from there. 

Last night after posting about my irritability I was in bed and I got a text from the Terrorist offering his ear and cigarettes for venting purposes.  So I ran up here for a smoke and a chat. 

The cause of my irritability was this:  the boy I haven't given a nickname to yet has more or less moved in.  That in itself doesn't really bother me.  I've made it no secret that I'm not his number one fan but I can be civil.  He needs a place to stay while he and Les look for a new place so fine... he can crash with us.  (Plus he's paying rent.)  What i didn't think of is that fact that he has a dog.  So, last night, when I got home and poked my head in Lesley's room to say hi, the furry four legged friend was chillin on the floor. 
Not cool.
Personally I am a pet lover.  I think they're fabulous.  Dogs, Cats, Reptiles, Fish... whatever.  The problem though, is that it has been specifically stated in our rental contract and other times that there are NO PETS! allowed.  So, the pooch has got to go.  Unless Lesley gets the okay from our landlord I'm going to have to be a cunt about this.  I refuse to loose that apartment because of her boyfriends dog. 

The other cause's of my irritability are from non-direct sources.  Things such as my nephew who is the only 15 year old douche bag I know.  The Baby Momma and the Baby Momma's Momma are causing grief for the T which isn't cool.  The fact that noone has called me to offer me a surpremely awesome job (nevermind the fact that I haven't sent resumes out anywhere) is a fairly big irratation.  Little T... No... Little T has been awesome today.  AND thanks to my sister we've come up with a wonderful idea for dinner.  My sister is kind of irratating me but I think she's finnally pulled her head out of her ass. 

Okay that's enough.  I need to do stuff.  Maybe go pick some strawberries.  The T's neighbors have a yard full of strawberries and they've given us free reign but I keep forgetting about it.  Today would be a good day for that.

Plus, Strawberries are happy.