I adopted a kitten yesterday from the humane society. By kitten, I mean six months. You would think it would be a joyous occasion with lots of pictures and love and happiness, but he’s been missing for over 24 hours now. I’m a little irritated and disappointed that I rushed the process (even though I didn’t). He’s just scared and he’s going to take a while to get acclimated. I really hope he warms up. Mum keeps looking for kittens and it’s like, wtf. Why are you doing this? I guess I’m angry because I spent over three hundred dollars on a new kitten and it’s like I didn’t. He’s no where to be found and the food that I keep leaving out keeps being eaten by her cats. I’m getting annoyed. I spent another two hundred fucking dollars on groceries. I have no money again. It’s such bullshit. I didn’t have access to my money for the longest time, now I do and I keep spending it to where I have nothing left over. My Aunt Flo is in town and I’m just annoyed at everything.

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