Full-House

Not that Danny Tanner shit either. 


I am talking about the tribe that is living under my roof. 


I have been busy, busy, busy, with school, work, homework and well that is pretty much it but shit I haven't even been posting here like I usually do. And who notices? No one. 


Now that I know you fuckers don't give a shit about a missing blogger (That's me) I will continue on with this rant about the madhouse also known as my fucking home. 


Days are starting to blur into each other I swear. So the other night after working 8 hours and going to school for 5 more hours I get home and I see some big ass Tahoe parked in front of my house. 


Shit is that my sister? I thought.


It was that or I was losing my god damn mind. Sure enough it was my sister. 
And her gremlins. All 5 of them, plus my mother, my youngest sister, Derek and my 2 demon children. 


What the fuck? 


Ahem, what the hell is this mess I walked into? Who's house am I at? 
Where is my bottle of wine because I can sure use some now. 


Why did I feel like I walked into a overnight daycare nightmare? 


Turns out my sister is leaving her husband of almost 9 years.
About fucking time you fucking whore bag! I have been waiting for this for such a long ass time. 


Hell yeah you can stay at my house for a few days while you look for an apartment, as long as you don't go back to that short-as-shit-retard-of-a-husband because if you do I swear I will go ape shit on your ass. 


I will be losing my mind trying to figure out how to feed 12 mouths. 
Fuck that...DEREK where are you?


I feel sick thinking about the messes I have to clean.