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i'm sure life could actually suck more than it does now. cause, seriously?? there's gotta be something hideously crummy that could happen. like a death or something.

i'm just waiting for it to happen. maybe my sister's kid'll be stillborn or something.


cause... yeesh. i'm not wishing for it, but i'm preparing for it.



i have 1 (did you read that?? one. as in singular. as in less than two but more than zero) hour to get covered in the lab on friday. and NO ONE'S TAKING IT. i mean. seriously. what the hell? i'm trying to go to Indy and trying to do some french.... and you know, have my bartender friend get me drunk! AND NO ONE WILL TAKE THIS HOUR. the fuck? if i don't get it covered, i've gotta do it. WHICH MEANS NO INDY. the fuck?!?!!!

and of course all of my clothes are a mess, the house is nearing boiling point, my grandmother's arguing with my father about me and my brother and my mother is crying because she can't control/diffuse the situation and we're all just.... almost ready to split. like... "hey lacey??? got an extra bedroom in your place", kinda ready to get out on my own type of time. and my sister's feeling awful and her husband's an ass that needs to be SLICED.

and ( cut for really whiny girliness )

...... what i wouldn't give for the pool to be empty tonight.




alright. i'm off. life sucks. but happy feet is at home waiting to be watched and i can't wait.