When Tuesday Feels Like Monday...

Sucky experiences I never want to go through again:

Running out of gas at 7:20 in the morning while still recovering from a nasty cold/ear infection and walking forty-five minutes to and from the nearest gas station on an east-west road with the sun in my eyes for half the journey, then pouring in the gas and managing to get it all over myself while feeling stupid for having trouble figuring out the new-fangled gas can with my discombobulated brain, then being unable to start the car because I fail at fuel injection, calling my mommy for help, having her read stuff from the internet to figure out how to start the car, still not being able to do it, calling work to beg off from my other job with my voice wobbling like a pre-pubescent boy's both from the cold and from the aggravation, THEN getting the car to start, driving to the gas station and only filling up halfway because I can't afford a full tank, driving home with teary eyes from frustration and weariness, and finally wibbling my way into the house, dizzy and exhausted and freakin' fed up already before nine o'clock in the morning.

Man, that sucked.

I'm going back to bed.

LOL awww

My sister is watching a movie on the other side of the basement while I'm here using my computer, and she's suddenly bawling while sad music plays on the movie, and I call, "What are you watching?" and she wails through tears, "THE WORST MOVIE IN THE WOOOOORRRRLLLLDDD!!!!"

Ten minutes later and she's still crying, aww, really hard, gulping and sobbing and everything. Went upstairs and my mom's in the kitchen, I can hear them talking. Mom: "WHAT'S WRONG? IS IT YOUR ANKLE?" (Sis had surgery recently to remove pins from a previously broken ankle.)

And the conversation went on like that. LOL. Aw.

Apparently she knew it was gonna be sad, but not that sad.

Boy with the Striped Pajamas, apparently? Never heard of it.

ETA: Okay, I've read the synopsis and I want to make it clear that I do NOT find that funny. Just my sister's reaction.