Apartment miscarriage. We didn't get it. Feeling down. Can't life throw me a frickin bone? Shit. Maybe I'm not ready for this yet. Putting myself out there to be rejected. I wasn't really thinking about it that way. I guess I just thought that it would all fall into place. I also didn't expect there to be any competition. Must not dwell too much on this. It's not that important in the grand scheme of things.

All ready to go to the Cancer Agency tomorrow. Aren't I pathetic.