My rats have now ruined two dresses, a shirt, and a jacket. One really expensive dress, one of my favorite shirts, and my military jacket. I seriously just want to snap their necks and throw them in the trash can. I'm so fucking sick of having my things chewed up.

And the assholes down in Buildings and Grounds were supposed to get us bunkbeds yesterday... then they were supposed to do it today... then nobody came today and they wouldn't pick up their phone. So everyone down there is an asshole and I want to punch all of them in the face. Mary and I are going down to the service building tomorrow and not leaving until people come to move our beds. We should have had these a week ago. If we had had these a week ago, the rats would have only eaten one thing, not four of them.

I hate everything.

No that's not true, I don't hate everything, Poetry Writing went really well today and I got some good feedback on my poems, I'm just pissed off.