Bad BAD BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAD Week

1. My car was stolen. Right out of my carport. Gone. No signs of it, we didn't hear anything...just gone.

2. The man got demoted at work because he isn't "clicking" with other management. BULLSHIT. This is just one more way they can fuck him over. I can't count the number of times he's saved their asses....he hasn't called in sick or missed one day in the seven years he's been with the friggin company. Fuckers. At least now he's motivated to get something else.

3. Rent is late. Very late, and I'm not seeing me having the money to pay it any time soon.

4. Why you ask? Because my bank charged me three...count them THREE mother fucking times for my insurance...and now, we are in the hole. Which means my rent money is sitting in limbo until they figure out the "problem".

5. My car was GOD DAMN MOTHER FUCKING STOLEN!

I hate life this week. If I drank, I'd be in need of some kind of triple...keep em comin.

Instead I'm going to scream and bang my head against the wall and try to figure out how I'm supposed to pull $400 out my ass by Monday.

I may be out of touch for a few days until I get things sorted out...or the money fairy drops off a gift and saves my ass.