I had foot surgery yesterday. I've done nothing the past 2 days except wait for my Karaoke CDs to come in the mail and telling my sister to shut up. So far she has said to me:
1. You're a fatass.
2. You're gonna die of a heart attack.
3. You eat all the food in the house.
4. You're on your period, have this maxi pad.
I feel like punching a wall, or better yet, my brother, but I can't because my finger is burning. My cat scratched me underneath my fingernail, and it hurts like Hell. I don't know how, but it does.
Just thought I'd keep you posted.
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