Breakdown

So I almost made it to 10. I finally broke down about 10 minutes before. I didn't even feel like having cake after that. I might eat it today. I didn't even get to use my candles that are actually just roman numerals. So instead I just drank the vodka and quietly cried myself to sleep, waiting for the 7:45 am phone call from the gas company so I can actually finally cook. Hello, 34. Nice to see you. Perhaps you will be nicer to me than 33. She was a dirty lying whore.

Anyway, that's all. Thanks for calling.