I was REALLY SAD because the weekend was coming to a close, so I figured hey, I'm on the bus a lot this coming week; let me take care of rent and bills so I don't have to do them after a long bus ride. So I'm no longer sad! Because I AM ENRAGED AND WANT TO [description of graphic violence redacted].
Seattle's a fucking mistake. I should have never moved to this particularly worthless city.
...on the other hand paying stuff now was a good judgment call, since it means I'm now incredibly depressed and angry eating dinner, and if I'd hit this after a bus ride before dinner I'd probably scream loud enough/throw shit enough for the neighbors to call the pigs or something.