Cloud: My laptop is in critical condition. Apparently it needs a new hard drive, so I now I have to wait for some poor family to lose their laptop so that my laptop may live. It’s just all so sad.
Silver Lining: The extra desktop computer we have works just fine (except for no flash thingie) so except for Youtube, I can still do all my favorite online stuff while we wait for an organ donor.
Cloud: Last night, Little Man’s t-ball team was demolished by a team called The Chaserz. With a fucking Z. I blame the parentz. Fuckerz.
Silver lining: We get another chance at victory tonight. Hopefully we’ll be playing the Fluffy Bunniez or the Throw Like a Girlz.
Cloud: We is some broke mofos this week.
Silver lining: Tomorrow is another day and so far no one’s been forced to root for turnips in the garden. Which is good, because we don’t have a garden and if we did, we damn sure wouldn’t be planting turnips.
Cloud: I’m pretty sure I’m experiencing the most drawn out weepy case of PMS the world has ever seen.
Silver lining: What fucking silver lining? There is NO silver lining and you can kiss my ass if you think there might be. (Pray for my family y’all.)
How’s your week going?