Welp, a nice day goes sour. Hulky will not drive me to work anymore, even if it's raining, I guess. I got another bill from my ER visit in April. Serves me right for trying to get answers from doctors. My toes aren't even fucking bothering me anymore.
I burst into tears promptly upon opening the bill and ate my last birthday cupcake (wisely defrosted it yesterday). I don't think I want to eat or exist tonight.