Thursday, January 03, 2008

Depression

Dee's job may be closing sometime in the next year. Or it might not be. Depends on who you believe, but it made the front page of the newspaper so it's not just rumors. That happens, we live on my $856 a month. This is the first place I've lived that's felt like home in ages, and I'm scared to death that we'll lose it. Not only that, but it's actually a very cheap rent for this area, and finding another place is extremely hard. I'm fighting it but the depression is taking over and I'm already hating 2008.

My Paxil keeps me alive.

We didn't have any money so I didn't have any signs of a birthday. Shouldn't matter, I know...but it does. I guess on the bright side, no cake means no calories, right?

Whatever.