On the verge of a nervous collapse.
I’ve been traveling in my broken car all day — because the other one is being used and everyone in my family needed a ride at the same exact time.
“Why the fuck are you riding in a car with serious engine damage?”
Answer: Because it’s a massive job and I’m moving soon. It doesn’t make a lot of sense to pay someone $6k to do something and then move 500 miles away. These fucking mechanics are prone to err — because they’re fucking morons.
On the issue of morons.
I don’t know how I was BAMBOOZLED into buying not one, but TWO, fucking dogs. These fucking things do nothing but eat and shit and piss all day. They’ve ruined most of my furniture and expensive AF area rugs. They run in the FUCKING YARD all day and chase rabbits and birds, bringing in dead squirrels and shit into my laundry room. They carry tics and pass those FUCKING tics onto members of the family and give them Lyme disease. Then members of the FUCKING family have to take antibiotics for the rest of their FUCKING lives in order to keep the lyme at bay. Then the FUCKING dogs bark all day long, at leaves, squirrels, people who pass the house, and rarely give you a FUCKING moment of peace.
I often find myself hoping they’d just run away and fuck off. Sure, they’re nice animals and they’re innocent enough and maybe I’m just a dreadfully impatient person. I don’t know. But one thing is for certain, the dreadfully impatient person in a house of 5 should not have sole responsibility of the FUCKING annoying AF animals.
Nasdaq is fading. Today is a good FUCKING day to book gains.
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