Feb 11, 2010 14:09
Oh. my. sweet. non-merciful. God.
Yeah, my mother. You know, the one married to my father, the bricklayer, who doesn't get to work when it's too cold or raining [the one who barely controls her rawr and wangst on a good week?] Yeah, her furnace quit last night. And she just called me crying her eyes out because
Her. car. is. on. fire. in. the. parking lot.
*sigh*
I came pretty close to asking her if their were zombies. Or if she was in Cambodia.
random: rawr