Lovely...
I worked like all day today and it sucked. My grandfather is in the hospital. He might have lung cancer. I don't understand because he's never smoked a day in his life. He's one of the healthiest people in my family. I'm losing faith in medical research. Even better, I come home to find my father asleep on my couch. That makes me happy. He won't leave and has instructed me to wake him up at 5:30 in the morning. Sorry, that's right in the middle of my REM sleep. Even worse, I have a nasty case of the hiccups. I'm appeased though because Sugarcult is re-releasing some of their old music, and I'm in the process of filling out the order form now. Yay, I love Sugarcult... but fuck! I just noticed that my retarded printer is out of ink. Why me, God?! Why...?!! I'm going to go to the tattoo place tomorrow to talk to a chick about designing me a tattoo.