I have about $5 to survive on until I either get Tony's ATM card in the mail or the check his mom is sending me. I have bills that need paying, laundry that needs doing, a car that needs gas, a cat that needs food, and a developing baby to feed. Granted, the last one is dependent on me eating, but still, the point is that I need money to do stuff. And I don't have any, save about $5. I'm basically a prisoner in my own house because I can't afford the gas to drive anywhere. I was being risky today by seeing my psychiatrist, whose office is on the other side of Watertown, and now I have about a quarter of a tank of gas. Which, in a Pontiac, is not good.

I miss my darling husband. I want him home NOW. Dealing with a psycho cat all by myself isn't easy. At least Loki gets neutered soon. I hope that calms him down.

Lonliness sucks ass...more later, when I feel like writing.