I’m starving…

Countdown to my insanity 5…4…3…2…! Jesus! There is NO food. When I say NO food, I’m talking a can of diced carrots in the cabinet, an empty box of HoneyComb, and two hamhocks in the freezer. Tons of condiments in the fridge. And the two hamhocks might be enuff if it were just me. But it’s not. It’s me a lazy ass freeloading 20 year old, an 18 year old in high school and a 12 year old. We ALL have to eat somehow. And well the 18 year old is broke until two days from now. I don’t get paid until friday and we don’t have two pennies to rub together anymore (cuz we spent them all trying to buy cans of  cat food for them damn cats) (which are going back to the Humane Society might I add) (as soon as I get some damn gas money to drive them all the way back out there) (by the way, why can’t Humane Societies be stationed at more places, like you can always find a Walgreens in your area, why not a HS?) Was that too many parenthetical asides? Good. In all this is one of those times where I’m gonna be on my knees praying for a miracle. Will you all come with me?