for fuck's sake, can't a girl get a break?

Figures. The first time in forever I want to actually eat breakfast food for breakfast, the fates conspire against me. Ryan won't wake up, Mom and Dad are going out to breakfast, and while I've been invited, I don't particularly want to go now. Because while I'm hungry as can be at the moment, I'm not all that interested in food at the moment. Nor much of anything else. Which means I should eat, something, anything, but damned if I can work up the desire to do so. Had my plans not been thwarted an hour ago, this wouldn't be an issue because I'd be at IHOP having nummy cheese blintzes or chocolate chip pancakes. Instead, I'm babysitting.

And while I love Widget, my nerves are all shot to hell this week and he ain't exactly helping. Funny how people only ask me if I'll watch 'im when he's standing right next to me all "i wuuuuuv you!" so I can't say no without seeming like a heartless bitch.

Yup.

They'd better friggin' get my Bloo fix or there will be hell. to. pay.