"trying to get with the plan, and the next five years trying to be with your friends again"
Apparently Mom is killing the x-mas spirit by acting like the world is a chore. Basically the added pain-in-the-ass of having a new dumbshit puppy is a little more than she can handle right now, but she can't take it out on the dog so she's being a martyr about everything else. The part that I don't get? She has yet to ask me to do anything, except mentioning at the beginning of break that Sara and I are to get the room cleaned soon (a mess that is only 25% my responsibility, but I kinda think she knows that), and it's not like that's something we haven't done because we expect her to do it. Whatever. As soon as she starts milling out the gooeytastic wreath crack-treats I'll be happy to scrub the fucking floor.
I wish Kitty were back. I need to start looking at summer jobs/get on a better sleeping schedule/hang out with Nerd/write.
I was pleasantly surprised to hear that MGA can no longer make their little snobby Bratz dolls anymore. This article explains why.
I wish Kitty were back. I need to start looking at summer jobs/get on a better sleeping schedule/hang out with Nerd/write.
I was pleasantly surprised to hear that MGA can no longer make their little snobby Bratz dolls anymore. This article explains why.