FML.

Today I've decided to have a big whinge and where better to do it than on a blog that no one reads.

I woke up from a quite pleasant sleep to find my throat was sore and my cough was yet to leave. Groggily I got up and stumbled my way to my computer to check on the internet world where everything was beautiful and happy and healthy only to find that the asshole who had changed my password on my email yesterday had also deleted my facebook account today. Pissed off that I couldn't post my attention seeking 'I'm sick' status update I got into my sexy car to go for a drive. I started her up to discover she was very very thirsty so without thinking 'hey I have no money' I drove to the closest petrol station. I turned my car upside down looking for some money and eventually ended up with $7.60 so I was able to get about 5 beautiful liters of petrol. Upon my drive home, a rock or some other form of hard substance flung itself into my front windscreen causing a nice little crack, well this was enough to make me shed the first tear of the day. Back at the ranch I decided to do some comfort eating by making myself a nice wrap using left overs from last night. When I pulled the Lebanese bread out a suicidal egg chose then would be the perfect time to end its life not thinking of the fragile state I was in and how it's death would affect me..
Fuck you Mr. Egg.