I don’t get to eat what I want
Shit hasn’t gone our way
Our grocery bill has gone down considerably
Most days I eat jack shit
I feel sick 90% of the time
People have let us down
We don’t drink or smoke or do fun things
Most of Boo’s support people have quit in the last week and that has made me sad
It’s Christmas… soonish
I spend a lot of time in bed and need entertaining
I spend a lot of time on the couch and need entertaining
MPS spends a lot of time on the toilet and needs entertaining
Sometimes you can always get what you want, Mr Jagger
My old one is old and slow
It’s really fucking awesome
I wanted it
MPS wanted it
I had spent all year paying off my damn credit card so that is what they are for, right?
I had damn butt surgery and no fucker bought me flowers,
or a handbag,
and it deserved more than a fucking handbag cause it still fucking hurts like a motherfucker
I haven’t killed anyone or even threatened to kill anyone
I can’t eat my feelings anymore
I went back to work today
MPS has had to cook/forage/buy dinner every night for the last forever
I had a CT
I have to have an MRI OMGOMGOMGOMG
I have to see a neurosurgeon because now my seriously neck is fucked (seriously what ELSE?)
IT IS NOT LUPUS
IT IS NOT LUPUS MOTHERFUCKERS!
it has been a hell of a year and fuck it why the fuck not.
Yes my friends, that is not one, but TWO ipad pros.
32gig. Space Grey.
We fucking DESERVE it.
Hate me at your leisure, while I go and break the seal.
P.S. Santa is bringing socks and undies this year.