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Okay, this is me giving fair warning: if you see me for the remainder of this week, I will more than likely be on a BIG MEAN DRINKING BINGE.

This week has sucked shit. This week has blown goats. This week has been a big old shit cake with crap icing, whipped crap, and a big nasty rotting tumor that looks like a cherry on top.

* We had to put our dog to sleep.

* My ex friend X and her husband were arrested for drugs at home, in front of their children. I am not sure if they were buying, selling, or dealing, but there were razor blades and all sorts of crap all over their house. The children were given to their step-grandmother for now, but it does not seem to be a permanent placement. (And, yes, I wrote this. And I'm not sorry. I'm thinking of sending it to her in care of wherever she's incarcerated.)

*My ex stepdad and his wife are divorcing.

*My auntie's best friend is in the hospital, and "it's serious".

This week has been rotten and evil and I'm tired of it. My face hurts from crying. My throat hurts. My eyes hurt. I am tired. And I just got a nice guilt trippy little phone call that I should be hanging out in the ER waiting room to see how things go. Like I'd do anyboy any good by being there crying in front of people instead of being at home crying alone.

FTS. I am calling my mommy. And then I am going to bed.