I'm losing my mind today. I was up all night. Why, you ask?
Hold it. I need a moment. The dog just cut the cheese and I might pass out...
Help.
Gas mask, anyone?
I can't see... the world is turning black...
Okay, the fumes have dissipated and I'm recovered. Back to the issue at hand: my credit report. It basically sucks. It's not really my fault, since I've been a student for the past 3 years and thus on an unreasonably small and restrictive budget. But now I need a new apartment and they are going to run my credit. And then they are probably going to say, "Ma'am, you didn't seriously think we would let you live in our apartment complex with credit like that, did you? Honestly? No. We thought not. Good day and good luck (snicker snicker from the evil rental agency.)" This actually kept me up last night. I mean, I'm TRYING to get a place to live here. If those Weezer tickets from 2001 that I put on my credit card come back to haunt me today, I swear, I'll hunt down Rivers Cuomo myself and make him pay. PAY I TELL YOU!
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