Sucking day in Exiled to prosebox...

Im over today.

So started out with me at the dentist: I have horrid teeth. Growing up poor and not having dental insurance for like 16 years does that. I mean, they are perfectly acceptable teeth, they are just littered with issues.

So he wants to do 4 fillings. and 2 crowns. My current insurance will cover like 2 of the fillings and give me a discount on the crown.

I just want them to pull the fuckers out and give me dentures. Over this shit. Every visit It seems something new pops up that he wants to fix.

soooooo.

leaving the dentist office. Get in my car. Go to back up... and there is this grinding popping noise coming from under my driver side tire. I think I have something stuck there... but nope. Luckily I was right next to a Dobbs autostore. They came out, looked at it, and said I have a broken strut and shock...

Fuck. They wanted like 700 dollars to fix it then and there...

I don't even have 700 dollars in my bank account. So I freak out. I call my normal guy who works on my car... and he said he could do it for 500 dollars.

Well, I have to have a car... and 500 is better than 700.

Just hate that I am 32 and when something like this comes along, it still knocks me on my ass. I will never be in a position to have "save my ass" money.

So. My car is at the shop. I get it back on Monday or Tuesday.

I mean, I have the money in my account to cover that. But after car payment, cell phone payment, gym payment... leaves me with like 50 to live on for the next two weeks, that doesnt include gas. and I have little to no groceries.

ugh. Going to be a boring two weeks. Guess I better go back to college living and eat some damn ramon noodles.

But what, Theres more.

I was suppose to have a date tonight with this guy named Dan. Nice guy. But when I finally got home (almost 5 hours after I left for the dentist) I was so stressed and worried about money... I took a hydrocodine and passed the fuck out.

Slept right through our date. ugh. He posted something on facebook about being stood up. It was my fault. I had been texting him all morning about the car stuff. I told him I would get back after destressing.

And our date was at 7:30... I texted him at 7:38.

Don't think that really qualifies as being stood up.

Im just over today. I think this weekend will be spent with me in some form of drug induced coma. Between my muscle relaxers for my knees/legs and my pain pills for my migraines... this could be a chill 3 days.