I got socks. I guess that officially makes me an adult.

Also apparently the Mormons dropped by earlier to drop some things off for Mr. C and there was a gigantic fight leading to him throwing them and what they had out... including my coloring book!!!! I dunno the specifics, I just heard lots of shouting and when I finally got out of bed to ask what the hell was going on, he just said "Merry Christmas... and fuck you" and left.

I now sit here on Christmas morning in my own damn apartment completely alone with a broken phone. And I am so unbelievably happy about this.

Happy Birthday Quentin!!!!

Scratch offs are illegal in Utah.