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Well things were going better and they finally fixed the heater or whatever and the heat got back up to mostly-liveable temperatures and the exterminators came to put some bait out for the bugs and I was happy.
And I made dinner, and my mom called right before dinner but I said "no I am eating dinner first, I just sat down" and she seemed kind of not happy about that but whatever.
And I ate dinner.
And then she called back and she said they had to put the dog down.
So I'm basically fucking done. Seriously, fuck this. I was TRYING TO HAVE A GOOD DAY. I WAS NOT WALLOWING IN MISERY. I WAS MAKING AN EFFORT TO READ AND WRITE AND STUFF WHILE I WAS HUDDLED IN MY BEDROOM AWAY FROM THE COLD, AND WHEN I FINALLY FUCKING HAD A NICE THING
Whatever, I have work tomorrow, I should make lunch and pick an outfit and shit so I can pretend to be a reasonably functional human being, and I should find some fucking pocket kleenex because obviously I'm not going to be.
Goddamnit.
Sorry, this is super whiny.
Therapist cancelled today, so I see her Friday I guess.
And I made dinner, and my mom called right before dinner but I said "no I am eating dinner first, I just sat down" and she seemed kind of not happy about that but whatever.
And I ate dinner.
And then she called back and she said they had to put the dog down.
So I'm basically fucking done. Seriously, fuck this. I was TRYING TO HAVE A GOOD DAY. I WAS NOT WALLOWING IN MISERY. I WAS MAKING AN EFFORT TO READ AND WRITE AND STUFF WHILE I WAS HUDDLED IN MY BEDROOM AWAY FROM THE COLD, AND WHEN I FINALLY FUCKING HAD A NICE THING
Whatever, I have work tomorrow, I should make lunch and pick an outfit and shit so I can pretend to be a reasonably functional human being, and I should find some fucking pocket kleenex because obviously I'm not going to be.
Goddamnit.
Sorry, this is super whiny.
Therapist cancelled today, so I see her Friday I guess.