excerpts crossposted from my weblog:
There's not enough sadness in the world to express how i am feeling.
My wallet was either lost or stolen sometime Saturday. We have exhausted all possibilities of locating it, believe me. Every-fucking-thing i had was in there, everything. Including thigns i can not even remember at this time in order to replace.
This is so fucked up.
My bank card has been cancelled and a new one is on the way. Today i went to get a new copy of my social security card. I have to wait until that comes before i can get a fucking driver's licence because i don't have enough forms of identification. So that could be like, two weeks without ID and then i have to go back down to CT again and god fucking dammit.
This is so bad. So fucking bad.
....
I feel so bad. This whole weekend was so bad. She spent so much money only for the luxury of being tortured. She was sick on and off the whole time. The flight here was horrible for her, and picking ehr up and the arrival and the drive home was insane and stupid and terrible. Then saturday happened and i spent the rest of the night in screaming-crying hysterics and most of sunday in such a deep deep pit of despair i could do nothing but sleep.
It had been our six month anniversary, too. Not that we were doing this because of that, or even that we were counting and keeping track (well, maybe just a little), it just coincidentally wound up that way. But i did make her a Very Special Cd, of the sort i've only successfully done once before in my life,. and that is Very Important, even if no one else realises it. I feel so bad because she gave me all the american money she had on her, which was much more than i had, or even have.. and i should not have let her do that.
It's like an hour later from when i started writing this post, and i have no way of finishing it so i'm just going to sleep.
There's not enough sadness in the world to express how i am feeling.
My wallet was either lost or stolen sometime Saturday. We have exhausted all possibilities of locating it, believe me. Every-fucking-thing i had was in there, everything. Including thigns i can not even remember at this time in order to replace.
This is so fucked up.
My bank card has been cancelled and a new one is on the way. Today i went to get a new copy of my social security card. I have to wait until that comes before i can get a fucking driver's licence because i don't have enough forms of identification. So that could be like, two weeks without ID and then i have to go back down to CT again and god fucking dammit.
This is so bad. So fucking bad.
....
I feel so bad. This whole weekend was so bad. She spent so much money only for the luxury of being tortured. She was sick on and off the whole time. The flight here was horrible for her, and picking ehr up and the arrival and the drive home was insane and stupid and terrible. Then saturday happened and i spent the rest of the night in screaming-crying hysterics and most of sunday in such a deep deep pit of despair i could do nothing but sleep.
It had been our six month anniversary, too. Not that we were doing this because of that, or even that we were counting and keeping track (well, maybe just a little), it just coincidentally wound up that way. But i did make her a Very Special Cd, of the sort i've only successfully done once before in my life,. and that is Very Important, even if no one else realises it. I feel so bad because she gave me all the american money she had on her, which was much more than i had, or even have.. and i should not have let her do that.
It's like an hour later from when i started writing this post, and i have no way of finishing it so i'm just going to sleep.
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