Work drama at the beginning of January, which stressed me out. Jon leaving for two weeks, which made me mopey. Jon coming back and getting sick, and then me getting a little teensy bit sick. I got a speeding ticket the other day, for the first time in five years. And then earlier tonight, I go to get in my car to go to the bank to deposit Jon's half of bills via ATM, and my car won't start. It sounds like it wants to catch, but isn't. So. I dunno whats going on with that, but I'll try it after I wake up later and see if it miraculously starts. I'm not holding my breath.
If its a serious issue, I don't have the money to fix it. Hell, budgeting the ticket is hard enough, and I don't know if I'll even be able to cover that. If I can't fix my car, I don't know how I'm going to get to and from work. Which means I won't get paid money. Which will just worsen the cycle. And if its serious, theres no way I can swing dinner tomorrow night with everyone. Money issues suck.
I don't know, maybe I'm overreacting, but right now I just want to curl up and vent to someone and cry, and all I have is LJ since its four in the morning and 99% of the people I know are sleeping like normal, sane people.
Note to self: go to the bank tomorrow and deposit that check, goddammit.
Secondary note to self: stop punching things out of frustration and self-loathing. Your knuckles hurt.
This month is a nightmare month. One big, long, living nightmare that I want to pinch myself out of.