there is no fucking point to anything I fucking do for this goddamn family.

getting up now while I'm anywhere remotely close to awake.

I fucking hate goddamn people. A fucking month?! Are you fucking kidding me?! When the FUCK were they planning to tell us?!

NOT touching the driveway. That is IT. The inside of the house is too dirty and Lee's not even coming home, so just throw the trucks into

just had the most f***ed up dream EVER. Now,I'm seriously freaked and trying to go back to bed.

ranch wings from Walmart aren't bad but a LITTLE too much ranch.... Good for when you're hungry though.

Look guys! I updated my blog! :D

up for like the fifth time this morning. This one's final. I'm tempted to do the sock today, but I'm got so much other stuff to do, I think

Mom used the laptop, so now I can't find the sock pattern.

work pretty much the whole day.... Maybe I can sneak some writing in....