Not having money is driving me insane. I want nothing more right now than to be able to drive to town and grab a Rockstar. Or five. And some burgers. UGH.
And I'm sick of sleeping on couches with Terry everywhere. I just want us to have our own place with a goddamn bed. Although, it's pretty funny how Shawn and Willis put it. Apparently we 'tetris' ourselves onto couches. It's a fine art.
Other annoyances include my bottom jaw bone seeming to reform itself. I can barely fit my bottom denture in in the mornings. I have to let it sit there until my gums swell up sufficiently enough to make it stay put. Irritating, and semi-painful. I'm gonna become independently wealthy so I can get implants.
Anyhow. I think we're gonna stay in for the majority of today and I'm gonna clean the bejesus out of the kitchen. Then make some delicious foodz. Then tend to my poor baby's gnarly sunburn.
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