That repetitive thud noise you hear is my forehead hitting my desk. Over. And over. And over.

[moiread]

So while I was supposed to call the stupid receptionist at the gynecologist's office back and get all that shit sorted out, I can't, because as of this morning Virgin Mobile has fucked up my account. Again. Realio trulio. Their timing is incredible (when is the timing of this shit not incredible, in my life?) and this is like the third major fuckup resulting in lack of service, all of them completely Virgin's fault, since they switched over to being a subsidiary of Bell at the beginning of August. So now I have no usable phone. I had to go ask the building manager if I could use HER phone, and sat on hold in her office in my pyjamas for eighteen minutes waiting for Virgin to pick up, only to be told that they have no idea what the deal is, citing an overdue balance when there IS no overdue balance, and they will call me back. What, on the phone I can't use? The CS rep was stumped by that too. So I guess I'll have to go to my parents' and use their phone. And in the meantime, I am going to shop around for a plan I like with A DIFFERENT PROVIDER. Virgin used to be made of awesome and I've referred like five people to them (Hi, riddled!) in the past, but I have now officially had enough.

WHY IS MY LIFE ALWAYS LIKE THIS? I swear to god, it never ends. It's just a constant stream of ridiculous crap. It's not even like you can say the common denominator is me getting myself into bad situations! I am just an honest-to-god magnet for stupid crazy shit.

Maybe I'm secretly getting the shit quota of several people by mistake. I hope that whoever they are, wherever they are, their lives are fucking awesome. They had better be living it up. Otherwise this is a waste and I'll be pissed.