Not the driving force behind the rant, but the last straw nonetheless

[kjpepper]

So about half an hour ago, whilst mulling over the rest of the month's collective fuckery, a blood-chilling scream followed by a THUMP drifts upwards from the kitchen.

sundart is now the proud receipient of a nasty footprint sized burn on her right thigh and a smaller one on the same foot after knocking an entire large mug of freshly boiled steeping tea all over herself. She's now laying on my bed with her leg slathered in aloe vera and covered an ice pack.

Just... just no. Stop it. Shitty month does not need to be MOAR shitty. Argh.