Well hot damn. I'm seething with hunger, because if I set my daughter down, she'll cry. I can't make food one handed. I can only type, because I'm currently bouncing her in a car seat. She has a bouncy seat, but she threw up in it. Too gross to set her in after I just gave her a bath. I mean, what else are you supposed to do with someone who is covered in vomit? I can't do laundry today. It's a sad day indeed when you can't do laundry.
Fucking a. There's a massive amount of snot in my nose, which reminds me again that I'm hungry. Don't ask me why. Causation does not equal correlation. Fucking wrists hurt from typing this shit. Can't seem to do anything as long as the kid is awake. I think she may have calmed her tits. Going to see if I can make some breakfast.
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