arbitraria

i have an irrepressible urge to kill. i am an extremely non-violent person. i ended up staying at my parents' house all last week after the exterminator came, it was just easier. finally came home last night...wake up this morning, covered in fucking bedbug bites. asshole did NOT drill into the walls like he was supposed to, did NOT spray my couch, barely fucking did anything from the looks of it. i'm throwing more shit away, have to re-wash a bunch of crap now, probably stay at my parents again this week until the exterminator comes back on friday. literally, on the upper part of my right arm, i got bitten 38 fucking times. THIRTY FUCKING EIGHT. plus 5 on my stomach, 3 on my side, 11 on my knee...it's worse than it was before.

i can't afford to move right now. i can't afford to replace the stuff i have to throw out. i still have to call my renter's insurance agent and find out if ANYTHING is covered, but from what i've read online it's not. i can't sleep well, i've been late for work, this is ridiculous. my poor cat is so happy to be home and i'm going to have to stick him back into my brother's old room again.

the only good thing i can say for it is that at least it's kept my mind off the final breakup. ugh. i guess i can spout off about it now since his account expired, but for now i'm too pissed about other things. i'm going to go rage now. FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!!!!