I cannot believe that I have not picked up a drink. I moved the end of July due to a bed bug problem in my old building. Yes folks bed bugs are real and you can now find them in pricey hotels, college dorms ect…. Anyways I thought I was done with them after throwing out 80% of my belongings. Remarkably I now have been bitten in my new apartment. I told my landlord who became very upset (which I can understand to a point) although he did send out a ex-terminator the next day. I’m so angry & frustrated and feel that I deserve a “couple” (20 beers). I feel like God hates me and that’s okay because I’m starting to hate my higher power as well. Anyways, sorry about the rant. Thanks for listening.