I have really had the most ridiculous week ever. Dealing with insurance claims really is a huge pain in the ass. But, it seems as though my insurance company might just be worse than a yeast infection. (I mean that in the most lady like way of course.) To top all of that off it seems my friend Nick is mad at me because I have not been able to call him when I said I was going to. I apologized and explained that I have been under a lot of stress and it seems like every other day is something else with my car (s). Apparently, that is of no substance to him and I have been dismissed as his “friend.”

It’s 1:37 pm. I am currently making bets with myself on when exactly I am going to come to a breaking point today and I start slamming my head into my desk while uncontrollably crying. I mean at what point am I allowed to start crying? At what point am I allowed to show emotions and say, “I can’t take this anymore STOP.”

Dear Baby God, please grant me the ability to punch people in the face over the internet. This would help relieve a lot of my stress.

xoxox