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Last night could have been a lot worse, but it wasn't.

I cried a little after he left, but made myself get up and do what I had to do. I literally cannot stuff anything else into my car; riding around like this is a safety hazard and if I get to Sunlake and there's another problem, I'm going to lose it.

Edit: I knew something was going to happen. My uncle's truck suddenly became unavailable to use, so I had to rent a goddamn UHaul truck just to get a bed tomorrow. It's not expensive, but it's starting to get real fucking old. I was trying to stay calm before I got to Sunlake, but now I'm all frazzled and these patients won't fucking quit. Now I can't move the rest of my stuff till Sunday, and I wanted that day to relax and look at furniture and go to Lina and Connor's baby shower. Fucking hell, man.

I guess my little rant a few days ago made the big guy upstairs laugh and go, "Alright, you little bitch, hold my beer."