girlofprey

An update on yesterday's story: this morning I woke up with no sore throat at all. On Saturday, I complained to my parents about my internet problems, and when I went back upstairs to my bedroom they were all mostly fixed. I asked my dad and he hadn't done anything to the modem. So I'm assuming that the sheer power of my complaining is making the universe bend to my whim. Which is nice. Maybe I'll complain more.