Admittedly it's only a few hours since I discovered her, but I'm still wrapped up in this sledgehammer of depression.  I live my life centered around...what?  The internet?  My god.  This is why I usually drink when I'm depressed, but i don't have my car yet and thus can't go buy liquor.  I went and looked at it today in the shop where it's being fixed, and it looked fine. I'm supposed to get it back in a few days, it's been a few days for about a week now, and MAMA WANTS A DRINK.

I'm not sure why I self-reference as mama.  Mama who?  My rat babies are dead.