It's been a tough couple of days. Unexpected $540 car repair bill, being rejected immediately for several positions, and not being able to get dinner tonight all among the culprits. I still don't have a job, I feel like death due to overheating yesterday. And I'm getting that lonely feeling where I don't want to talk to anyone, then feel sad and self-conscious because no one's talking to me. Because that makes sense!
Eh. It'll be over in a day or two. But what use is this journal if I can't bitch in it every once in awhile? ;-)
In other news- tomorrow: Snakes on a Plane! Where will you be?