Owies

More of my homescapades...

Well, yesterday was a sucky day. I went down to eat, was all happylike since I was getting food (Sherry loves food!) and then... :(

My dad runs into me with a pot of soup, I start crying and screaming, I run upstairs, I had like a gallon of that lion oil stuff poured on me (ick! I still smell like it) and I refused to come out for the rest of the night.

And my family thinks I exaggerated it. Damn fucking family I have. Bastards, the lot of them.

*sniffs* It really hurt too!