Bruised, but not too broken

I keep loosing my pen. :'( Anyways, I don't really want to share what happened today, but I will say this: Page, go stab yourself with a 7mm ball point pen. Grudging? Yes, now piss off (pardon my French). I am very irked (stupid bitches...), and that self-centered, inconsiderate bastard (who I like to call Gonads) just adds to it all. I have feelings too you fucktard (I swear a lot when I'm mad). On a partially lighter note, Rebbecka came over for supper, and I got to tell her about Invisible Children. I swear I will at least three kids from Uganda and Rwanda. I can make a difference.