Fuck this.

Hi. It's day 6. I'm tired. I'm snuffly. I just ruined my new green sweater. It got bleach on it. My MIL was doing the bleaching. Ergo, she's really the one who ruined my new green sweater. I only got to wear it twice. My children are sick and pissy. I myself am rather pissy. My in-laws irritate the ever-loving shit out of me. It's cold here. I have parent-teacher conferences this week. They're going to make me miss Grey's Anatomy. I can't stop eating. My face is covered with zits. I'm tired. I wish it was Friday. This is all I can manage today. And I really don't care.

Fin.