Notes

[cornerofmadness]

To Self - Moron read ALL tha packaging insert. Yes it only had 5 grams of sugar but FIFTY carbs. No wonder your sugar is so freaking high you should take yourself to the ER (don't worry about me guys, I jacked myself up with everything the hospital would have, i.e. tons of short acting insulin, water and don't go to sleep)

To my little toe - YES, you did get broken today. Why? Because you went under a Wal-Mart shopping cart again. Can't you figure out not to do that. It's the second time you got broken that way.

To my Landlord. You run the lawnmower over my hose one more time I'm going to fucking hang you with the remains. Today marks 50$ in hoses this year. You want us to keep gardens to up your rental appeal. Assume we need WATER to do it. You know where the water pump is. YOU put it there. Will it kill you to look before you mow


To my neighbors - I don't care if you use my hose. But wind it back up around the post lest our landlord mows it over. Or BUY me a new one. And while we're at it you rednecks do NOT throw your empty cigarette packs into the courtyard. CHildren pay there. You suck. Go back to the trailerparks that birthed you.