Anyway, good-bye and fuck off, June.

So my life is still a mess. No shocker there. The nightmare that began with my mom's January 6 operation continues, with no real progress. I mean, there are ups and downs, but really, the fact that it's still going on says it all.

Work? I'm still lucky to have a job, but it gets worse by the day and the days are numbered.
But no, I haven't made one effort to try and "make a change for the better"...

So they arrested somebody in the "serial cat killings" that have gone on for more than a month. Some really sick, fucked up shit went on. I think there's gotta be more people involved. And if and when they're all caught and proven without a doubt to be guilty, very bad things need to happen to them. But they'll never really pay for what they did. Life's not fair that way.