credit card?

Apr 07, 2009 10:44

Ugh so tired. I thought Tom may have been hit by a car this morning because he wasn't being his usual neurotic self and would squeak when I touched his ribs. So I took him to the vet and it turns out he has just been beaten up by his brother. Those goddamn cats. I am now poor for the rest of the week but I'd rather spend $70 and find out it's something minor than discover it's much worse.

The stress of it all has drained me and I just want to curl into bed. I don't even seem to have the energy to keep myself warm despite it being 20 degrees outside. Of course I have to go to work in an hour and a half. Sigh.

And this goddamn Samuel thing is draining me as well. This constant yo-yoing of emotions is driving me insane. Either like the guy and ask him out or don't like the guy and move on. Is it really that fucking hard, self? Stop being so retarded. Urgh. It appears my determination and confidence have a shelf life of two days.

I really think it's time I got an emergency credit card. I know they are the devil and blah blah blah but what if there was something wrong with Tom and it was going to cost more than what I had in my account? Sure, I have the money in my savings but it takes two days to transfer and vets don't wait two days to treat your pet. I'd just feel more secure knowing if something goes wrong here or when I am overseas I won't be completely helpless.

life, neurosis, complications of the heart, cat

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