April's pissed at me, which is so not my fault.

She's all like, "let's watch movies tomorrow instead of tonight, seeing as it's 9 already...". Since she's playing sleepover with Fuckwit in his room later tonight, and she probably won't be down here until at least 3 in the afternoon tomorrow, I said that we should watch one.

I mean, she'll come down at say, 3:30, shower, which will take us up to 4:30. Then we watch one movie [up to 6:30], then it's dinner, then my mom calls, and then it's 9. The movies are due back by 11 tomorrow night, therefore there is not enough time.

She went into her room to shave her legs, and when she came out she was acting all snotty and asked why I wasn't watching a movie. I told her they were in her room, which she was in, not wearing pants with the door shut. So she went back, got one of the movies, and came into my room and handed it to me without looking at me or saying anything.

Nice.