stubbed toe

man.. when i got up (i think), i stubbed my damn toe and i'm not sure if it's broke, sprained, or just dislocated because it STILL hurts and it feels like the toe is bent upwards when i walk on my right foot- which actually weakens my leg. so i have to try to use my cane all the time but it still hurts. the nurse came to fill my anodyne machine today and i completely forgot to tell her about injuring my toe because i was concentrating on my online spanish lesson at the same time as she was filling my anodyne machine.
i think back when i wrote about how people more than likely only read my blog to see the kinda shit i have to go through and they seem to be interested in that more than my posts telling about good things happening to me. i'm sorry i can't entertain you unaccomplished losers with more shit. you're just gonna have to ACTUALLY do SOMETHING with your lives! i think back to a conversation i had with my grandma where she tried to convince me that i'd never have to work again since i got injured and i should go buy whatever i wanted. part of me stepped back and asked her, "what if the economy starts going bad?.." then she tried to condone herself by reassuring me, "OH IT WON'T!".. she was obviously old and naive- she had too much confidence in the economy. i'm pretty sure she convinced my mom of this same shit because my mom seems to spend her money that she inherited (i'm not even sure she has any left) from when my grandma died frivolously. just judging by what joe told me anyway a long time ago. so- with that said, my dad had to have been more financially conscience than my mom. i must've got my attitude on spending from him. i also remember my grandpa always strictly budgeting- so it might have skipped a generation and just stuck with me and my brother (because my brother seems to be pretty tight with his money also). so i'm not sure where the hell my mom thinks money comes from but i'm almost positive that she can't be doing well financially. don't look at me to bail you out- i'm also on social security with a volunteer job to keep me occupied. i should check with jay if you come to him for money- which i'm sure you do. you can steal from him AND then expect him to give you money? heh. OKAY. i'm sure you know i'd tell you where to go if you asked me after stealing money from me. some day.. hopefully soon and not so bluntly (you better hope not because I COULD CARE LESS) you'll find out that money doesn't grow on trees. well technically it does but it's not that available. i remember grandma telling me how she threatened you never to steal from me (since you seem to think you can steal from jay). i don't borrow money to family. you also would probably be jailed for stealing from me since i have other people handling my money since i AM a vulnerable adult. at least she's smart enough not to have attempted to steal from me yet. i wouldn't go easy on you either JUST because you're my mom- IF that would have mattered- you would've never stole from your own kid.