well, this certainly is a Monday

[crowfics]

FIVE THIRTY ARRIVE AT POST OFFICE. NO FUN MAIL, JUST BILLS.

IT IS SNOWING OUT BUT NOT STICKING, SO IT'S COLD AND MISERABLE WITH NO PAYOFF.

FIVE MINUTES LATER ARRIVE AT HOME.

REALIZE SOMETHING IS MISSING.

AND

SHITFUCKPISSDAMN I LEFT MY WRITING NOTEBOOK AT WORK

MY WRITING NOTEBOOK WITH ALL MY FANDOM SHIT

SHIT
SHIT
SHIT

okay so there's nothing TOO questionable in this particular notebook, but STILL.

FFFFFFFF PARANOIA GO

can't sleep, electrical bill will eat me. can't sleep, electrical bill will eat me...