donderdag 28 augustus 2008

Cleaning.

First of all: I hate cleaning. I never clean. Well, not never, but I don't clean because I want to. I clean because I need to. ^^

Today we had someone to come to our house to cut hair. She's a lovely person and she cuts our hair for about 2 years. (Or more, I don't really know.)
When somebody comes to our house my dad always freaks out. He's like; 'OMG! I see DIRT! DÍRT all over the place! We need to CLEEEEAAANN! NÓW! YOU DO THE DISHES, AND I'LL GET all that DUST around here!' Even if we cleaned the day before.
Today he freaked out again. Because that woman came by. He was vacuumcleaning and I was doing the dishes. All the sudden I hear something that sounded like: 'WHOUUCHAAOO! GOD DAMN IT!' It was my dad. He grabbed his ass (Which looked really funny XD) and he sat down on the couch. So I said 'What's wrong dad?' and he started telling that he has a lot of pain in his ass.

I don't know why. I just said he needed to go see a doctor.
And then I went back to doing the dishes.

1 opmerking:

Firebolt zei

Your dad better lay off the cleaning for a while. I hope he gets better soon.

I like your blog. It has good potential. A word of suggestion: you could change your blog's commands language to English. Dutch (if I'm guessing right) might scare off some of the international readers before they even open your blog and see your posts in English.

About Danny, are you sure he did not come to inhabit your room sometime in the past week? Because I had Kull living in my room and now he's gone.
Danny = Kull ?

Cheers! ^_^