Shitty-Ass Weekend

This has not been a cakewalk. My stupid back is hurting thanks to the dumb bitch who rear-ended my ass last month. I didn’t get any sleep last night because people called me early and woke my ass up. Worst of all, my Grandpa, the cool one, the war hero, the one who paid for my college, is dying in the hospital in Florida and I can’t even be there because Hurricane Ivan sucks my nuts.

I feel like ass, and I look like ass because I don’t even have the energy to pluck my eyebrows or shave my legs. Funny how body hair control is the first thing to go when crisis strikes.