THE MADNESS CONTINUES

I am SICK AND TIRED OF EVERYTHING RIGHT NOW. My luck has seriously gone stale. My car is STILL fucked up and won't be fixed by Monday. The parts aren't available. To make things worse, I have a midterm on Tuesday and my books are in the car. I also can't go with boyfriend to get my brother's gift. Oh by the way, my computer is infected with one of the variations of the fucking blaster worm. FUCK! Isn't that spit on my neck and kick me in the crotch fantastic? I thought I had installed the patch, but I guess I didn't do it correctly or something.

I know I was pretty indifferent about my birthday before...but now, I just really don't care anymore. I have so much to worry about now. I guess that's what I really want for my fucking birthday...peace of mind and a smidge of good luck.

I can bet that people are going to be telling me that everything will be okay. I guess it turned pretty cliche to me recently. Everything is getting worse...so that phrase means nothing now.

FUCK EVERYTHING.