Misery

Dear Me,

Oh misery, thy name is finding an apartment.  I seriously need to win the lottery.  Either that or find some sort of secret talent.  Or have some sort of  very distant, very rich long lost relative.  Marrying rich is out of the question (seriously, was it ever a question?  It's not like I'm surrounded  by the rich and famous on a regular basis).

I'm gonna go be depressed and stressed out now.

Cheers