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19 years ago
I'm pissed.
I'm fucking starving, and just woke up for the night. I have no money and no food. I will continue to have no food until tomorrow, because all I want is some goddamned Jalepeno's Guadalahara Steak strips. Which I was supposed to have when I woke up, but they FORGOT THE GODDAMNED CHEESE SAUCE. I can't eat it without extra cheese sauce, it doesn't taste right.
It was either smash the food into the wall or destroy something more valuable. I chose the lesser of two evils.
I couldn't go get a refund or more food in time because Eben went to Steeds. See, I THOUGHT he was going to drop Sam off, do a QUICK song and then get the food before coming home, which would have meant he'd be home by ten, but NO. I end up having to CALL because there is also nothing to drink and rush him to even leave the fuckin' bar.
And my surgery makes it where I can't really drink anything unless I'm eating at the same time, which is why there are usually soda cans strewn about the house with only a drink or two gone from them. (I also can't drink flat soda.)
I'm fucked for the night. Plain and simple.
To top it off, I can't get ahold of my friend. I'm out of green, and I would kill for a couple of rolls right now, because that's probably the only thing that will take away the acidic feeling of bile slowly destroying the lining of my stomach. If it's strong enough to break down food, imagine what it does to my innards.
Days like today I feel like saying "Anyone have a gun? I wanna shoot myself in the head!"
I need to put the laptop down now before I throw it against the wall, too.
I'm fucking starving, and just woke up for the night. I have no money and no food. I will continue to have no food until tomorrow, because all I want is some goddamned Jalepeno's Guadalahara Steak strips. Which I was supposed to have when I woke up, but they FORGOT THE GODDAMNED CHEESE SAUCE. I can't eat it without extra cheese sauce, it doesn't taste right.
It was either smash the food into the wall or destroy something more valuable. I chose the lesser of two evils.
I couldn't go get a refund or more food in time because Eben went to Steeds. See, I THOUGHT he was going to drop Sam off, do a QUICK song and then get the food before coming home, which would have meant he'd be home by ten, but NO. I end up having to CALL because there is also nothing to drink and rush him to even leave the fuckin' bar.
And my surgery makes it where I can't really drink anything unless I'm eating at the same time, which is why there are usually soda cans strewn about the house with only a drink or two gone from them. (I also can't drink flat soda.)
I'm fucked for the night. Plain and simple.
To top it off, I can't get ahold of my friend. I'm out of green, and I would kill for a couple of rolls right now, because that's probably the only thing that will take away the acidic feeling of bile slowly destroying the lining of my stomach. If it's strong enough to break down food, imagine what it does to my innards.
Days like today I feel like saying "Anyone have a gun? I wanna shoot myself in the head!"
I need to put the laptop down now before I throw it against the wall, too.
sorry to hear that life tends to become more and more of a bleeding roller coaster to you. if i could, i'd hop over and try to help. not necessarily with green, but with a shoulder and some silly phrases :)
Hopefully, I'll get out of it soon! :)
They work -really- well... and I haven't had cramps in -forever- ^^
I hope that you feel better soon...