Today can be a Saturday, for all I care

Puffy eyes, sans makeup, no earrings, that awful instantaneous panicked feeling, and obligatory duck face—typical Erika week.

I hate having to go behind and do things that people could have done, or could have avoided. To that thief, sincerest thank you for stealing my credit card information. Fortunately, Bank of America insures that I do not pay for fraudulent activity on my card. I'll get to report that to Little Elm police tomorrow.

So close, yet so far. Jesus, make the madness stop.