slightlyeccentric

damn angora

I tried on one of the angora sweaters we have at work
because I really wanted one, and what happens? I get all
red and blotchy. Not to mention I'm still itching from it,
damn it.
I now officially hate Wyman. He is an ass. My mom has
already gotten all of my sisters presents, and mine are the
only ones left, and while he got drunk tonight he felt the
need to inform her that he wasn't going to give her any
money for Christmas. If that dick hadn't spent $2000 on
drugs this summer we would have our Christmas. But it's
okay, I'll be a big girl and deal with it. Should've
expected it.