sawneybeane

So, I woke up on thursday morning, got out of bed and meandered out to the fridge.then i slipped on a pizza receipt and hit my leg on the glass coffee table, breaking it. That pissed me off, and then i noticed i had something on my hands, which turned out to be all the blood gushing out of my leg from where the table had gone three inches in. then i slipped again, this time on the fucking pool of blood that had somehow formed on the floor and hit my head on the couch arm. So i called an ambulance as i was lying in my own gore, and got carted off to the hospital, got stitched up and came home and had a lot of whiskey. then i remembered i had to go to my dads birthday, which was quite entertaining as i was already wasted and couldnt walk. Between all the fucking painkillers they gave me, the booze, and the wine at the party, i was in a different dimension. Then i go home and watch my mom scrub massive amounts of my blood off the floor, and i cant even help because my goddamn leg wont bend.

good times
Oh well, i got some cool pictures of my apartment looking like a murder scene.

P.S. And the fucking taxi company shafted me. What kind of an asshole takes off on hospital outpatients who cant even stand up!
Fuck you Bluebird Taxi and fuck you Glass Coffee Table!

ah, now i feel better