oh, by the way

We lost two more hermit crabs recently. Creature died while molting and our first and still smallest Caribbean, Chief, died out of the blue. Hermit crabs are dying left and right, the apartment's a disaster, we have overdue bills and still have to split the rent into payments, after a brief interlude of compassion and understanding my mom's gone back to being a snobby bitch, I have little to no appetite and believe I may be slowly starving myself to death, I'm over a week late for my period, Brad takes me for granted and work enrages me to the point I almost pass out.
Things are good, yeah?