My sister gave me a substantial amount of money to get myself something for my birthday.
Cool, I though. It wasn't long before I realized how much I suck at it.
I didn't know what I really wanted for my birthday so I thought I would make a list.
When I showed it to Bunnie, she snickered.
She didn't say that I suck, but I knew she was thinking it.
As far as birthday wish lists go, I realize it is pretty pathetic. What is more pathetic? I came home 4 hours later with only a stew pot and ink. I am clearly out of control.