great.

My basement is semi-flooded, including my bedroom.

My desk has been relocated to the kitchen table for the time being, and I have to sleep in my room mate's room.

My BFF made plans and did not invite me.

Fuck it.

I'm getting a Steak'n'Shake milkshake and watching Flight of the Conchords all night.

No more.

If I get one more bitchy/catty message left on the fridge by one of my roommates, I am going to snap.

I already feel like the "odd girl out" anyway, and I am sick of getting messages that single me out for ridiculous things.

If you want your check for the utilities the day BEFORE the date you said you needed it, then fucking tell me THAT date; otherwise, give me some credit and know that you will get it on the date you said you needed it.

FUCK!

Sorry, I am already having a bad day as it is, and that just put me over the edge.