• Mood: crushed

Cursing ahead.

They fucking denied me for the debt consolidation loan. All I want is 5 grand you fuckers. I obviously can pay the higher interest credit rates, so why won't you take my damn money. I've never been fucking delinquent. Don't give me bullshit about new credit. I've had a credit card for 6 years now.

FUCKER. You and your pleasant voice. 'I'm sorry Mr. Melville..'

Screw you.

(in other news: my friend Lisa who just had a hysterectomy found out she has pockets of fluid trapped where her ovaries were. This hurts her. May have to drain fluid out if doesn't go away in a couple of days. Poor girl.)

At least I have cookies to drown out my sorrows in. Thank you hisdaffodil. And the honour of first birthday card goes to....My Aunt. Weird.