If anyone else out there is planning on getting married, I have a simple message for you: Fuck you, I'm not going.

This is shaping up to be the worst weekend I've had in at least a year, and there's not a single thing I can do about it because I am completely broke. Well, I actually *do* have gas money, just no check card because the stupid goddamned bank destroyed my check card. I'm trying very hard not to snap at people whose fault it is not, but if everyone doesn't calm down or I don't get to calm down for a moment, I'm going to kill everyone in the entire world. With a spork. Well, except Isaac Hayes, he can live.