Sorry Bitches

Yo. I am mad sorry that my mom sucks. Basically her stubborn ass refuses to get a Mac so big f-ing surprise her computer got a virus so my ass aint been able to get to the bloggin. Anyways, not a ton new to report these days. Christmas was okay. At least me n re-re got to stay in our own house and terrorize da caretakers. Mom n Dad came home without a single present for me or Special Ed. Well, unless you count Tiger n I sure don't cuz that crazy mofo ate Mom n Dad's featherbed plus peed inside four times. Three times on the floor and one time on Mom. (That was mad funny, yo! When he did that shit Mom's face was like her face only uglier than usual.) One good thing that happened is that my grandparents sent me a kick ass present. A NEW BED to replace the bed that Steve peed on which was a replacement from when Yankee rrhea-ed on the bed before that. The bed before that fell apart in the wash. But I gots high hopes for this new bed! It has my mother-freakin name on it so nobody's allowed to get on it except me. And Dumbass if he feels like gettin his face eaten, which is often, apparently. Anyway, that's about it for the life n times of Stella. Oh, I also figured out how to put the windows down in Mom's car, which was extra handy when I wanted to emphasize my point to a passing motorcyclist. But freakin' Mom didn't like that shit too much so now her craptastic ass been locking the windows. What da F.