Ugh I feel like crap right now, I don’t even have it in me to blog about the pretty bento I had today. Wah! I may just have cake and say ’screw it’ to productive posting, because screw it, that’s why, lol.

I skinned my damn elbow falling down the damn stairs trying to carry one more box of Jim’s useless crap to my mom’s car. I’m surprised I didn’t knock my teeth out, I landed right on my jaw with one arm extended by my cheek, thank the gods my arm took the brunt of it but at the same time it feels like it’s busted into a billion pieces right now.

Does Mommy Dearest give a shit? Of course not, she’s too busy bitching about how hard her life is while she sits in her car doing nothing and everyone else works around her.

I swear on Slepnir’s Speed, were I less patient ( meaning, if I weren’t afraid of American law enforcement ) I may have chopped her into messes, lol.