Better complain about it more.
Didn’t do anything productive besides make a damn good fried egg sandwich. My mom got really neurotic and yelled at my dad. Now he’s in an even worse mood. An incredible storm passed, but now the power’s out. My laptop is dead. I can’t make pasta. Netflix is out. Phone is dying. Forced to eat stale goldfish. Still hungry. Not sleepy. Everyone else has power.Alright, I’m done.
Oh that’s right I can’t make pasta becAUSE THE FUCKING STOVE DOESN’T WORK AND NIETHER DOES THE GOD DAMN MICROWAVE. FUCK.
Power outages make me feel so pathetic.
I guess I’ll go make some pasta or something and watch more Breaking Bad until all of the 15% battery power I have left on this phone runs out.
It’s probably 14% now.