Angst
Today my co-workers called me an Angst Ball. They might be right. I do have a big ball of stress in my neck and shoulders that makes me a bit angsty.
The funny part is that the fist thing that popped into my head was this episode of Potter Puppet Pals. At least I'm an Angst Ball with a sense of humor...right...
Also, I'm a bit angsty because I would really like to get a cat but my property managers are a'holes. In order for me to rescue a cat and let it live in my apartment, I have to pay those fuckers $345 in non-refundable fees. What do do they have against pets anyways? Is this a part of some big conspiracy to keep people from adopting homeless animals? I have this theory that property managers hate all living creatures.
Oh nevermind, it must be my angst kicking in again.
The funny part is that the fist thing that popped into my head was this episode of Potter Puppet Pals. At least I'm an Angst Ball with a sense of humor...right...
Click to viewAlso, I'm a bit angsty because I would really like to get a cat but my property managers are a'holes. In order for me to rescue a cat and let it live in my apartment, I have to pay those fuckers $345 in non-refundable fees. What do do they have against pets anyways? Is this a part of some big conspiracy to keep people from adopting homeless animals? I have this theory that property managers hate all living creatures.
Oh nevermind, it must be my angst kicking in again.