Murder with intent.

I'm feeling murderous tonight.

The walls have cracked again. The floor is still damaged. It's very hard to have dinner without a proper dining table. The weather sucks, hot, smoky and goddamn awful. The kids are extremely tiring and horrible. I wish to strangle each and everyone of them and strike all others with lightning. Grrr.

Sometimes I just hate this place. This here and now. I hate everyone.