I hate cheerleaders. And spaghetti.
Okay, I admit it. That "Its A Small World " ride is a true hell. Especially since I punched a hole in our kitchen wall. I hate spaghetti and Lucifer knows that. I was also in a bad mood. The Cheerleader I mentioned on the 8th was a real brat. No wonder she went to persistent PMS. It looked like it. Anyway, she basically BSed me out when i went to see her. And then Lucifer went and made Spaghetti for dinner.
Sorry about the hole, bro. Get a carpenter.
On another hand: I paid a visit to Judas today. He's getting ragged and slightly depressed. I know its Hell and all, but I think I should give him a small break. I know the devils aren't supposed to pity the souls down here, but Judas is my home boy. I think I'll give him a few nights in Gehenna.
Oh, and Mom's coming over for Christmas. I'm not really looking forward to this. She's never really liked me much. :/