All of this stress lately has made me a very sad little muffin and I cried a little bit last night. I just hate that everything happens at once: both of our jobs suck; we don't have enough money, we live with crazy people; we drive the shittiest car on Earth that requires expensive repair after expensive repair; and this all affects how we deal with one another. We're not hostile or fighting, but we're not having sex or even really cuddling, either.

I feel overwhelmed and don't know where to start fixing things. I don't know which one takes the highest priority. I just know that I have nothing to look forward to in the near future - I may not even be able to go to Mpls. We're already not going to The Darkness on Thursday for money reasons. And, I can't find my monkey business shirt.

Fucking shit, man.