holy god damn fucking shit!
there is so much shit..
boxes of shit everwhere..
all over the house..
and right now..
i really should be doing something about it
but you know..
when jacks at work..
will be the only time i can use the computer.
but im just using that as an excuse..
because not knowing where to start just doesnt cut it with the evil man that lives in the fridge.
my alcoholic grandmother is going to be here on the weekend.
hopefully the house is clean by then.
jack takes up alot of room in my new bed..
no more starfish sleeping for me ..
does someone want to make me breakfast???..
im really hungry..
havent eatin in days.
