Fucking Kevin! Some guy called Keith and Kerry Ann asking for Kevin and pretending to be a friend of his and left his number. So kevin called him back today at MY insistance and i was talking to myself ... mumbling if you will ... that the stupid coffee table in the living room always manages to scoot closer and closer to his side of the sofa so that it's no longer centered and isn't even in front of the section of couch that I sit on ... and Kevin put up his fucking hand to quiet me down. His FUCKING hand! like i'm on god damn Jerry Springer! FUCKER! I wasn't even fucking talking to him. Fucking Idiot!

In about 10 minutes i'll calm down cuz i'll be able to tell Kevin how i feel. Right now he's still on the stupid phone with this stupid person giving him all the information he wants ... which is currently including my momther's home address and phone number.