Puking my guts out all fucking day thanks to food poisoning and then the wife takes her new $500 Sun Conure to the vet because it's not acting right and it has a fucking lung infection of some sort and is basically on deaths door. $700 for ONE NIGHT of incubator oxygen therapy, antibiotic drops and vaporizer steroids... and they have no idea if that will even help.
Fuck this day. Fuck it to hell.
Werfin' nebels yo!