Of all the many many many things I hate about today...this d@#$ gate just moved to the top of the list....

worked late, but not as late. he got pd. we just can't make enough $ or live within our means....I am a miserable failure as an adult. it sucks to work at a job you hate and barely be able to make ends meet. trying to figure out what I can bump till next week when I get paid...we've already gave up Plexxus and I know I am draggy and feel like shit. that was my go-go juice. cell phones and satellite might be next. my hairs just gonna have to go gray. can't afford wrinkle cream, so when I run out I'll just be an old hag. a hairy old hag, cause I like expensive razor blades. or a cut up bloody old hag who can't use cheap razor blades without looking like I attempted suicide. I'm just grateful Kate has a job...she paid for her own school clothes this year, buys her own gas, runs around with her own money...which makes me feel even worse. I feel like we should provide those things...