moms *****ing, like always, so I had to go.
Apparently I got clothes she ordered for me in the mail, I had to get the door. (when I taunted "Good Game" and left... lol)
Then she opened it, and *****ed at me to get downstairs to try everything on.
Of course, she fails at shopping for me (easiest thing in the world, I have 3 "limits")
1. It must be -all- black. It can have designs, but the main color may not be anything but black. (and she bought me an -all grey- sweatshirt that I'll never wear, because I have 3 -all black- sweatshirts that are relatively new... like... seriously, why buy me a 4th sweatshirt, that doesn't follow my limits?
2. It must not be Levi's (I hate that brand of pants)-- 1 of the 2 pairs of pants she got me were Levi's : | completely ignored my rule, but I'll wear them anyways but I'm tearing them up to shreds and removing all the annoying tags Levi whores its pants with.
3. It has to fit - I asked for size 12 shoes, and she gave me 11's, and there too small, so she has to return them now.
Seriously, how can you **** up 3 rules for shopping for me? Every single other person in my family never ****s it up, but she -never fails- to **** it all up. EVER. Every time she shops for me, I GET *****ED AT because I don't want to pick things (its not to hard to get it right **** it), I get *****ed at to get the door when it arrives, then I get *****ed at to try it on, then I get *****ed at if I don't like it...
She has issues.