I hate my family right now. I stood there, did all the fucking dishes AND put them the fuck away, and my mom gets all guilt-trippy on me because I didn’t speak loud enough for her to hear me.
What the hell was THAT shit about?
Not to mention the fact that I did all these fucking dishes while I was INJURED. Me and Dad were wrestling and he elbowed me in the face. Not only do I have a wonderful bruise in the shape of my glasses, but my fillings hurt. My motherfucking goddamn fillings hurt. The hell!!!!
It pisses me off, that’s what.
I’m a bad writer. Really. I started three new stories and I haven’t finished ‘em. I know how I’m gonna do it, I’m just too lazy to. I’M A LAZY’ BASTARD. THERE, I SAID IT.
I can’t even bring myself to answer e-mails. I’m sorry I’ve been so late answering those, guys - my e-mail sucks. I’ll write it and then when I send it the e-mail deletes and then I get put off answering it. I’m SO SO SO SOSOSOSOSOSO SORRY!!
My face hurts. So it must be killing you.
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I’ve been drawing again. And I realized just how limited my skills are. They say practice makes perfect, but my practice won’t take.
AND I WANT TO KNOW WHO STOLE MY FUCKING CAMERA. RIGHT NOW. *points wildly around the room* WHO STOLE MY FUCKING CAMERA?!?!?!?!?
YOU KNOW WHAT YOU DID!! ADMIT YOUR CRIME!!
*sigh*
I need a new hobby.
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THIS IS THE GUITAR CASE I'M BUYING. I WAS GONNA GET A COFFIN ONE, BUT I AM NOT MADE OF MONEY, AND MY CHECK WAS REALLY LOW. THOSE BASTARDS.
and yes, Shazza, I just NOW saw the movie. I tried to get Z to take us on a trip to see it, but he said no. Anyways, I has the comix :D and that's enough to make me squee.
~Jink, who’ teeth hurt from getting hit in the face.





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