Nov 15, 2011
Today
My cousin came over for lunch. We had Whataburger and it was beyond delicious. But....that bitch left her trash all over my coffee table. Did she seriously not see the crutches I've been on for the past three days? Did she really not see the nasty swollen grapefruit I call my ankle? Talk about rude.
Now I have to somehow figure out a way to pick up her trash AND use my crutches at the same time. I'm not the best and trying to do this. -__- I hate that this has made me so dependent on other people. Ugh.