I'm screwed because they repossed my car last night. There's NO public transport and I don't even own a bicycle...and I'm a tad lame, so this could get interesting, to say the least.

The timing was perfect, as usual. I was going to cash my paycheck today, pay the rest of the rent, do laundry and go to the food pantry.

I'll have to walk the 2 or 3 miles or whatever to the motel for my cheque, walk back a few more miles to the grocers to cash the cheque...lug home 10 or 15 lbs. of cat litter, milk, etc., about another half-mile, then sit home and vegitate.

Oh...gee...I'm really looking forward to the rest of my life, aren't I?

They weren't supposed to do this till around October first. Last time I checked, it was still September...isn't it? Dunno', don't have a calendar.

Couldn't happen when I had at least 16 dollars for one-way cab fare, could it? Couldn't happen on a Thursday, after payday, could it? Couldn't happen after I did the laundry and all that, could it? Nope.

And this is EXACTLY how my year has been going....if timing is everything, then my time is over, becasue I have NOTHING.

I'm so damn tired...I'm too tired to cry or scream or anything. On top of everything else, I'm getting a chest cold.

Don't take offence anyone, when I say this...but right now, I wish I hadn't been talked out of suicide...don't worry. I won't. But I'm just so damn tired of all of this. I'm so tired.

I mean, when's it going to stop? (Write on one side of the paper only.)