9-Apr-2007

Sometimes, the world assrapes you over a period of 72 hours - like, say, theoretically, of course, you find out you're losing your job at the end of the month, so you save as much money as possible, then, say, theoretically, you get a call from your bank saying you've used your debit card at a place where fraudulent activity has been reported, so it's likely your checking and savings accounts will be cleaned out, then, say, and again this is totally hypothetical, your potential roommate backs out at the last minute to live with her boyfriend, and then say your mom is constantly telling you you can always come home, and it's just not what you need to hear right now, and one of your friends cancels plans on you but doesn't seem to realize that you are vulnerable right now and so EVERYTHING is going to rub you the wrong way and make you feel like a loser so now you can't possibly hang out with her ever again and hold your head up at all because she so clearly wants nothing to do with you, and then say also your BEST FRIEND finds out she's moving to Japan for an entire year and you have no one to replace her. 

I did promise the Designated Driver, as I was literally crying on her shoulder yesterday, that, were I to slit my wrists, I would do it in the bathtub so she and the maid would have minimal cleanup.  See?  I'm a thoughtful person.