What a shitty day.

I need to get training and a shock collar for my dog. He was barking today and my landlord heard it and called me. Blah. Embarassing. Evidentally my dog has separation anxiety. Fuck me, more expense on this little bastard. If only he weren't so damn cute.

I need to clean, but I really don't feel like it. My mom wants to bring over my grandpa's old coffee table for me, but that means my place needs to be spotless so I don't feel like a failure. Woe is meeee.

Work was tiring because everyone was asking how I was... and I also had a long talk with my boss about payroll fucking up my paychecks all the time. My boss can be intimidating, so I always get stressed when I have to talk to her.

That's all for now. Pasta timeee.