In the area of getting utterly fucked over, I racked up another de-merit (or is that merit?) just about two minutes ago. In case it was not clear earlier, God Can suck my non-existent dick. My cell phone is inexplicably soggy. When I say inexplicably, I don't mean I might have thrown it into a pitcher of martinis. I meant INEXPLICABLY SOGGY.
Name of this blog should be, heretofore, JESUS HATES ME DOT ORG.
**updated** Jesus still wants to turn my brain into pudding, and my phone still does not work.