Got up this morning at 5:00 to write, then watched the USA vs Ghana game. Sorry but Team USA was not ready at all.
I have spent the rest of the morning trying to get someone on the phone at Panasonic customer service. Ugh! Turns out what it would cost to fix my printer (plus I would have to ship it to Chicago) is more than what the printer cost.
Is it normal for a laser printer to fall apart after only a year and a half? I do not use it that much. What horrible workmanship. I am so fucking pissed off I could scream. Now I have to buy a new printer. First the car, now this. Money keeps pouring out.
Yet another friend is having a baby. This is the fourth person I know this week who is expecting. Why am I upset about this? Oh I know, because I'm not married, if I ever get married I will be too old to have children and I'm too broke to adopt. Maybe once I hit 45 I will except my fate in life and be cool with it. Now i'm depressed and actually angry.
Not sure whom I'm angry with. It's just biology that my males peers can wait until they are 40 or 50 marry someone 29 and have a family. I made these career choices. I didn't know L.A. would be so brutal. What am I supposed to do now? I have actually avoided going to baby showers lately. I can't take it.