Beginning to hate the people who owned this house before us. I could be finishing this PM. I could be beta reading. Better yet, I could be resting and recovering from the mother of all migraines that is trying to rip my skull open. Instead, because the previous owners were *ssholes who put all the fire alarms in locations that are near impossible for anyone to get to, I have to sit here in the living room, listening to nonstop beeping as I consider shooting it. I don't. F*cking. Understand. Why they had to make changing a fire alarm's batteries so. F*cking. Difficult. Why couldn't they just put the d*mned alarm where it could be easily reached so we can get on with our lives for f*ck's sake!
*wants to cry* Gods, I'm tired, but the beeping is even louder in my room.... :'(
*wants to cry* Gods, I'm tired, but the beeping is even louder in my room.... :'(