Okay, let's not even get into the rest of the weekend. Suffice to say, I've had a craptastic one to begin with. Left GA this morning at 8:30, got home at 10:30. Checked my email, went to the mall with Dae to try to get some writing of some kind done, got a bad caramel freezer from Barnie's. Got a little writing done though. Left the mall, went to Target, went to Qdoba. Leaving Qboda, got a phone call from nitwit. Not even a 'hello' - just 'we have fleas'. Was good, didn't respond 'Didn't know you bred or what am I supposed to do about it from the car'. Was told to get something to put on carpet, bit tongue, went to Walmart, got $12 worth of flea stuff for cats & floor. Not even a 'thank you' upon return, just 'move so I can get to the vaccuum cleaner' (my vaccuum cleaner, mind you)... while she was on the phone with her mom, as always. Ready to shove that phone up her ass.

We've never had fleas in our apartments before. We've always had cats, we've always let them outside. However, we never wore our shoes around the apartment - or left so many clothes on the floor that you can't see the carpet. Yet, we're the ones shelling out money left and right -- and she's not paying a goddamn thing except utilities and rent. She doesn't help on groceries, she doesn't help with the cats, she won't do any housework - in short, she's fucking useless as a roommate.

Why haven't we kicked her out yet? Oh yeah, she's on the lease.

 This just hasn't been my week thusfar. I can't decide if someone upstairs doesn't like or if I'm just cursed.

The DSL went out a couple of times yesterday, so I had a Klepto in and out of my room, "Am I the only one not online?" The last time she proceeded to change around my computer setup to her liking. And the DSL still flickered off and on. The poor little modem box had been on for nearly a week; touching it nearly set Katsuko's hand on fire. So when I went to bed, locked my door, and cut it off for the night. The DSL has stayed steady ever since. ^__^ If only people would listen to me... Sometimes I know what I'm talking about...

So, because I had to leave for work upset, I had a whole host of things mess up. When I'm pissed off, I drain the power out of electronics, so I ended up going through three different batteries in the scan guns just to do five boxes of returns. I was hardly able to eat a thing (good for my diet at least), my head kept pounding all day, I couldn't quit shaking or get my balance to save my life, my internal hemmorages started giving me grief again, and my chest was killing me all day.

For the next couple of days, I don't even want to lay eyes on our third roommate. I want to pretend she doesn't even exist. I'm that pissed off at her, yes.

And I'm going back on AIM to continue to be a Dead Plot Kitty muse for Neechan. Ciao.

 It sucks to feel like you're all alone when you're surrounded by friends and family. I think it's just because I'm so damn tired, and I feel like I'm going nowhere with my life and no one gives a shit, and everything is just piling up on me like so many damn bricks. I have this I have to do, I have that I have to do, I have to behave this way with this person, I have to behave that way with that person. It's wearing me down. I'm only 25; that's too young to have a second mental breakdown, isn't it?