White Women Can't Jump

Last night I fell down and hurt my ankle. I think I twisted it. I tried to jump really high, but it didn't work. That was on the way back to the boys house. Then I got sick outside and tried four times to get into the house, but because of my gimp ankle, fell down four more times. So I passed out in Tyler's car and threw up some more until I was sober enough to walk into the house. Saturday upped my pairs of shoes that I've thrown up on to two.

Today was not a good day to have a kitten. All the poor guy wanted to do was play and all I wanted to do was sleep. Boo. Ah well, he's cute.