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I probably haven't mentioned that my car needed $400 worth of work over the last two weeks, or that I bounced a check over a forty-six cent miscalculation in balancing my checkbook, resulting in god-awful fees, or that I have a two-bedroom apartment that I can't afford and no roommate, or that we sleep in the living room because my air conditioner won't cool off the bedroom unless I pay $130 a month in electric bills (it's a window unit in the living room), or that I've been putting diapers on the credit card... but the straw that broke the camel's back is that my freaking washing machine broke last night. It has got me so pissed off and depressed I can't even think straight and as a result I am in serious martyr mode. Might seem minor, but IT'S NOT. I live 10 miles from the nearest laundromat... oh anyway, the point is that I'm feeling extremely sorry for myself and I am completely mad at the world and I just want to know WHY I can't seem to get ahead, no matter WHAT I do. Ugh.
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