Stupid poverty...

I just did a quick check of the kitchen. We have enough Jenny-friendly food for about 1.5 meals. And nothing that my stomach will accept in the morning (it's always picky but in the morning it's even worse, and most mornings I have to force down breakfast and then suffer through several minutes of stomach cramps afterwards). I had to go into my sister's stash just now, and there's fish for lunch or dinner... but nothing for tomorrow. Especially not for tomorrow morning.

I really hope mom comes out from wherever she's currently hiding. And I hope even more that she has money. 'Cause if not, then I don't eat at all tomorrow.

And my back hurts and now my stomach hurts 'cause it doesn't like the food I just forced into it, wheeeee.

Crisis averted

mmm, midterm tomorrow for which I've yet to study

My back/shoulder area is painfully tensed up.

For the third day running.

Ow ow ow ow ow.

Heh heh heh...

Thaaaat's right, little ants... gather 'round those mysterious round things full of tasty food... eat up! Finish it all if you want, I'll give ya some more! Dig riiiiight in... *cackle*

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