(12th March) Fucking fuck
How many things can go wrong in a short space of time?

Well, OK, only one new thing has gone wrong. But it's pissing me off enough.

The washing machine has decided to leak. Through the wall, into my bedroom. Onto my carpet. Bad enough. But under my bookshelf. And up the sides of my bookshelf. Right through my comic* collection. A fairly complete run of Crisis, which is probably hard to come by now. Luckily it didn't kill any of my photos, which were sitting on top of the comics. But we're talking water damage to maybe 20 issues. Mold on the carpet behind the drawers. (Obviously this has been seeping through for some time).

Fuck.

And the cat is still missing, and I have to explain that to Mary. Fuck. I feel like crying because I'm sad that she's gone - imagine how Mary is going to be. And I caused that pain. Fuck.

And etc.

*graphic novel, really. 
| ¶ 7:18 pm