You know what? If drug dealers got the attitude that I get from my sister asking me to get her cigarettes, there'd be a lot of bitches in withdrawal.

Ugh. Head aches, stomach aches, wasted an hour and a half watching Lost in Space (the movie) with Mom which I couldn't even finish because wow, it sucked, and now being bitched at because I don't want to walk two miles.

I'm thinking going back to sleep is the option I'm going to take here.