GRRAAAHHHH!!!!

I want them all fucking dead. DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD!! These three little assholes that my fiance is forced to call 'Cousins' are going to make me do something monumentally stupid. The middle one is the ringleader. He creates all the shit in this house, and expects me to clean it up.

An example of this just happened. I make dinner every night because I like to cook. This little fucker decided a few months ago what I made wasn't good enough for him, so he's gone out of his way to impede my cooking efforts. Tonight's menu consisted of Weiners and Beans, just a nice simple dinner, nothing special, nothing big.

What does the little ass do?

He goes and makes 2 boxes of Mac'n'Cheese in the pot that I need to use to make the weiners and beans. I'm so stressed out right now that all I want to do is grab the fat little fucker by the throat and bash his head against the counter until it's a gooey, bloody mess.

Who, me? Violent? Never...

It just bugs me, the middle ass has coerced the youngest into hating me, and is trying to get the eldest, who seems to be still interested in having a friendship with me, to hate me as well.

I really have no clue as to what to do any more.

Bah, it's not like it matters any more. Me and the Fiancee are going to Niagra Falls for 5 days, starting tomorrow, so, It will be nice to be away from all the shit in this house. Come October, barring any big problems, I'll be moving out, so... That will be a great thing.

I'm just to tired to continue any more... talk at you later.