Yup.
Karma is paying me back for all of the stupid shit I did this year, Eric.
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My Christmas Eve...Hot coffee splashed into my face on the way to work. I thought my cup was closed, I went to put it down in the cup holder in the car, and I hit a bump and it sloshed into my face, burning it. Everyone at work got to go home early but me. I came home and on my way out to see my grandparents, I slipped on ice, slammed my head into concrete stair edge, have a concussion and whip lash that is going to be treated at the hospital tomorrow. I spent Christmas Eve night alone with Westley. I spent tonight alone with Westley. I got nothing from anyone but my parents. And Richard and Anna and Brandon never said anything to me about any of the presents I got them.
I get to spend tomorrow home, because I can't turn my fucking head to drive. Which means I miss my holiday pay for Christmas day.
And I got a ticket in the mail that said HEY remember September 14th? We sent your ticket to the wrong address. Here it is, months later. P.S. Your registration is suspended. Merry Christmas. And Aaron can't even come visit me because he fucking fell asleep.
Damn
1500mg of illegal Vicodin from my aunt later, I am not only NOT in pain, I'm not even buzzed. Nothing. I'm alone. On Christmas. With a U-shaped pillow around my neck to keep it propped up
Aww
Fucking. A.
Yeah
Somehow I can't help but think I probably deserved all of this. It's been waiting to happen
And the only people who came to visit me today left after five minutes because they wanted to see someone else.
Ah
Who was that?
Brit and Dave
Now I feel like a piece of shit loser.
Eh, if it makes you feel any better, I know just how you feel
If it makes YOU feel any better, this is on the way for you for Christmas. But it's coming late, because of my ticket and my lost phone that my Christmas money had to pay for: www.topatoco.com/merchant.mvc
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?
My Christmas Eve...Hot coffee splashed into my face on the way to work. I thought my cup was closed, I went to put it down in the cup holder in the car, and I hit a bump and it sloshed into my face, burning it. Everyone at work got to go home early but me. I came home and on my way out to see my grandparents, I slipped on ice, slammed my head into concrete stair edge, have a concussion and whip lash that is going to be treated at the hospital tomorrow. I spent Christmas Eve night alone with Westley. I spent tonight alone with Westley. I got nothing from anyone but my parents. And Richard and Anna and Brandon never said anything to me about any of the presents I got them.
I get to spend tomorrow home, because I can't turn my fucking head to drive. Which means I miss my holiday pay for Christmas day.
And I got a ticket in the mail that said HEY remember September 14th? We sent your ticket to the wrong address. Here it is, months later. P.S. Your registration is suspended. Merry Christmas. And Aaron can't even come visit me because he fucking fell asleep.
Damn
1500mg of illegal Vicodin from my aunt later, I am not only NOT in pain, I'm not even buzzed. Nothing. I'm alone. On Christmas. With a U-shaped pillow around my neck to keep it propped up
Aww
Fucking. A.
Yeah
Somehow I can't help but think I probably deserved all of this. It's been waiting to happen
And the only people who came to visit me today left after five minutes because they wanted to see someone else.
Ah
Who was that?
Brit and Dave
Now I feel like a piece of shit loser.
Eh, if it makes you feel any better, I know just how you feel
If it makes YOU feel any better, this is on the way for you for Christmas. But it's coming late, because of my ticket and my lost phone that my Christmas money had to pay for: www.topatoco.com/merchant.mvc