Ugggh have to go shopping; do not want. Especially because I will have to buy a joint Mother's Day present from myself and my sister - the sister who has owed me money since before Christmas. Iiiiii'm never going to see any of this again.

God give me strength to not remove my sister's face with the blunt end of a rock.

My grandmother has given my mother two bottles of red wine for Mother's Day.

In order to achieve a stable internet connection (after being hounded out of MY DAD'S ROOM, aka the family tv room, with ALL MY CLUTTER, aka a laptop and a sleeping bag for the freezing temperatures between the hours of 2am and 7am, with a flung placemat) I have pulled up and put back down carpet to conceal wires for neatness, I have moved heavy wooden monk's benches to get at routers, and I am sitting on the floor under a desk in my old, unused room that is full of CARDBOARD BOXES so as not to be in anyone's way, and it is still apparently in some way inconveniencing my dad enough for him to come in and snipe about how it's driving him mental.