Flying Bricks

I got a content notice? Dude, my language is child's play in comparison to kiddies 15 yrs younger I've seen their blogs. They go off about how much their lives suck, how much their parents suck, blah, blah, blah, blah. But whatever. I  swear to god this cursor follows my eyes! It's freaky.I type, it goes a sententence back, picks up the word I left off on, puts it behind that. Annoying much?

Speaking of... my bro. I haven't blogged because A.) I dislocated and or bruised my big toe to the point that it swelled up and turned very dark colors. My matriarch went off on me saying I don't take care of my feet. That's not quite accurate. At times, I do injure myself without realizing how badly. On some level, I deal with pain everyday. For the most part I ignore it and keep moving. It's just what I've always done. I have a laissez-fare attitude about my condition because I just figure it comes with the territory. Besides, if I bothered mom every stinking time I hurt myself, she'd have sewn neosporine and  gauze to my hip just for convenience by now. The toe thing has happened before, so I don't know why she freaks out about it. Is it because she knows deep down that I don't say anything unless it's bad? Maybe. Is it because she doesn't want to take me to the ER and have to explain what the docs will assume is child abuse? Probably. Or is it because we get charged 500 bucks just to be seen? Yes. So anyway, I haven't been able to leave the house for 2 wks. I'm  going absolutely nuts here, people! She acts like I do it on purpose. For attention. But more specifically, to make things harder for her. Because somehow, everything I do, ever, no matter what it is, it's about her. But whatever. In her world, I have nothing better to do with my day than to plot against her. B.) She moved the monster out of my room b4 I got to get all my stuff off the desktop. Which btw, I askled her to let me do. And she said she would, then didn't. But whatever .C.) Which leads to my bro. Since we moved El Monstoro out of my room, he has been online constantly.And if we had things set up for multiple connections, it wouldn't matter. In fact, that's what I wanted. Myself, mom and my bro all online at once, doing our thing separately. But we still have to take turns right now. We're supposed to upgrade, but some stuff came up and now I don't know. But without the router Miss Tecchino sent, I would be able to use this wonderful laptop she sent. So you gots to let some things go, I guess. But I'm mostly disapoointed because we each like to do things online to unwind. Now it's still who's online? Are you done yet? Can I go on? In other news, Venice has lost my subscription. Everything always goes to hell when I start enjoying myself. Maybe if I bat my eyes all cute-like, mom'll let me re-subscribe. But I'm kind of pissed. I mean, I already paid for it once. I shouldn't have to again.
I did talk to Miss Techinno today in video chat, so that's good. Kinda weird. but good. I couldn't look at myself and it was strange looking at her. You move and speak, but the 2 don't quiet match. That's going to take some getting used to. I was on the monster yesterdsy and found myself lost. I'm not used  to using the mouse anymore. Cleaned the kitchen while listening to internet radio today. That was fun too. I'd like to be more zen-like, but I did come into the world wired for stress. I'm like Olivia Spencer, waiting for the next brick to come flying at my head. Living life as such makes it hard to glean enjoyment from anything. And yes, I do realize I went off on these internet babies going off and yet that's exactly what I just did. So go ahead, laugh. Permission granted. (heaves a big sigh.) Bye. LOL.