Halloween, frustrated and full.

[enamoured]

Every time a trick or treater comes to the door and rings the doorbell or knocks, Pepper starts barking madly and runs to the door. Either my dad or I has to hold her back, and my granddad keeps asking why people keep coming to the door. Though I know my father is a smart man, I do not know why he does not have the sense right now to PUT THE DAMN BOWL OF CANDY ON THE PORCH SO THAT THE DOG STOPS FREAKING THE HELL OUT.

I am so going to leave for a party in a few minutes, or go hang out with my friends and see Zach and Miri Make a Porno. This is ridiculous.