Aw, hell
If Lila were here, it'd all be okay. No, that's not true. If Lila were here, rather than feeling guilty about leaving her at home, I'd feel guilty for leaving her alone in the apartment too much. At least she's happy. But I'm miserable, and I miss my cat, and I don't know where to live in May or September or whenever, and I need another job but really don't want one because I LIKE having some free time and I'm sick of working. I've been working non-stop since I was 14. When do I get a break? Never, I suppose. This is just life.
*sigh* I'd probably be less upset if I hadn't been a lazy lump all day. Tomorrow I need to be really productive. Maybe then I won't hate myself.