sorcyress: Picture of a smiling tampon with the phrase "Girls: We're so emo we don't even NEED to cut ourselves" (Emo-period)
So.

I am the queen idiot.

Which is all just to say, I was distracted last night, and forgot to lock up Elanor, my darling, my baby, my fine little hybrid bicycle.

Needless to say, she is pretty thoroughly fucking gone now. By all accounts, it is unlikely I ever see her again. Yes, I have been to the police1, yes I've given her info to Ace Wheelworks (and will give her info to whatever other bike/pawn shops I can find in the area), yes I will keep looking forlornly at Craigslist, no I really don't think I'm getting her back.

Really really expensive mistake. I do not use the phrase "queen idiot" lightly.

So the plus side for today is that Brenton is moving2 and has a somewhat beaten up hybridish bike that he doesn't really want to fix or move. Cue me frantically throwing money at him and dragging it down to Ace to get the tires filled, and once I get the seat post down to a level where I can actually reach the pedals (hahaha, Sorcy is short), I have the important part of a bicycle, which is to say a device that lets me get from point A to point B faster than walking. With a little work, maybe I'll even be able to move cargo on it.

And the other plus side is that I mostly haven't burst into tears3, and I feel completely drained and empty and utterly cynical about humanity in a way I despise, but then again, I have been Evil lately, and so maybe this is my due. That's not really a plus side, is it. 'msorry, I am not currently good at "optimism", check back later.

So, I feel horrendous and cannot wait to be out of this fuckall sinkhole that is my life and into something that actually lets me catch a break once in a while. But hey, stress is a brilliant motivator, it makes it even easier to get things done than my meds do. So I'll work on cleaning my room and getting some job stuff done and maybe check the three weeks of backlogged e-mails I haven't responded to or something.

Or maybe I'll lie on the floor and stare at the ceiling and try to figure out how to stop being a dumbass, not that I expect to make any more progress on that then I have on anything else this summer.

Hope your day sucks less than mine.

~Sor
MOOP!

1: Who were impressed with how organized I was --I was able to hand them a picture, with serial number, bike information, and my contact info written on it.

2: I mean, the fact that he is moving is not a plus side. That bit makes me sad, although I am going to help him drive cross country, which is going to rock, and he is going to be with people who will make sure he is happy and fed, which double-rocks. But still!

3: Instead, I spent a little bit of time lying on the floor staring at the ceiling until Sparr (god bless knowing real adults who are able to come over and give me talkdowns and drive me to the police station) chided me into getting moving, and then after I'd done most of what there is for me to do, I spent like an hour fucking around on my phone playing minesweeper. I'm not sure this is really better than bursting into tears, but at least it doesn't result in me looking hideous or having a brutal headache.

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