tuesday

Sorry I haven't replied to anyone's comments, I promise to do it tomorrow...I just had the worst night ever. Seriously. There's a really stupid story behind this but it's so not the point so I'll skip it. The rent office sent a guy over this afternoon to fix our shower because it flooded the apartment down stairs. He said he fixed it but he didn't. Some other guys show up and start being assholes and tearing shit up downstairs so I left. I ran into H&E and we had a beer and came back to my place to find that Jesup was not here! My fucking cat was just gone, they must have left the door open and he ran off. I ripped my place apart looking for him. I walked the entire parking lot calling him. He's never been outside before, he's house cat all the way. And we live between the two busiest streets around. While I was outside I found two kittens that ran away from me but no Jesup. I called my boyfriend at work, crying so hard he couldn't understand me. I put Jesup's bowl outside and sat just inside the door convinced that my life was over. I must have cried myself to sleep but I heard Jesup crying and opened the door. There he was, dirty and hungry but happy to be home. I swear I think I just had a fucking stroke. I'm so going to the rent office tomorrow and cut that guys balls off. Or at least give him a swift kick in them.