Liquid wound factory was joyous fun compared to what happened next. I'm having the worst day I've ever had since I got FIRED! :D

I went to take Jason and Paul down to the Kroger, and my car wouldn't start! They were late to work thanks to me! :D

Then later, I went to take Sara and Paul (again) to kroger, and I SLIPPED ON THE STAIRS! I yanked my ankle about 40 degrees farther than it was engineered to go and ALMOST did a split on the steps, landing LUCKILY on my ass! Now my ankle is swollen, slightly purple, and hurting like FUCK ALL! :D AND she ended up late thanks to that!

I AM JUST NOT HAVING A VERY HAPPY TIME!

But the freaky part is, I'm not even sad. I don't think I even feel ANGRY. I feel like... it's all surreal. I'll awaken and find out, to my horror, that it's NOT just a bad dream--but for now, I'll let myself find shaky solace in the fact that I'm laughing at my own piss-poor luck.

think i'm gonna try to sleep.