So, after a week of trying to get an antibody with 1 SPDP attached, then finally saying "screw it" and using one with 2 SPDP, I end up with results which are useless at best, utterly discouraging at worst. I have no idea how much longer I'm going to want to keep doing this.
My roommates are bailing on me. They've been talking about finding a new place for a little while. They told me about it yesterday. You just can't find good 3 bedroom places in town - so while they weren't saying "find another roommate or another apartment, we don't want to live with you anymore" that's really what they meant. So I 'volunteered' to find a 1 bedroom, and that was that. And everybody said we're still buds and it's not like I'm getting booted out but we're not and I am. So fuck them.
And no response from my birthday missive. Just ducky. I guess it's not something that needed to be responded to. It's never going to be over for me, even if I want it to.
I'm glad I stayed here until 10 pm tonight, just so I could find out that I did, somehow, manage to screw something else up, which means tomorrow is going to be a complete waste. Wonderful.
Oh, yea, I think I have a groin pull. My self-diagnosis matches the symptoms on running websites for such injuries.
No matter how many pills I take, I never seem to manage to string a couple good days in a row anymore. And I still can't make myself get out of bed in the morning. What a fucking laugh-fest this is.