Not to be over-dramatic, but FUCK, this has been the worst 7 days I can ever remember ever ever EVER in my whole life.

I'm not at work today because I had to drive around the entire city following a paper trail that stretched from Yorkville to North York to Mississauga. And I do not drive. Ever. So I almost got killed like ten bazillion times cause I was speeding like you can't even imagine.

I've also had to spend tons of time at my parent's house because they have a fax machine and a photocopier, and an internet connection and lots of other stuff that I've needed over the past week. And I love my parents and they are nice for putting up with grumpy/depressed/panic attack/bitchy/sullen me, but I swear, whenever I walk through their front door it's like I become crazyaddictionpsychosis CITY.

I'm going to need intensive therapy after this week. Like for serious commit myself somewhere styles.

Ok I'm done. SORRY! :::::)))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))!!!!!!!!!!!!