I lost my job this week. I was accused of incompetence when a higher-up sent an order back and despite my sending all of the proper information to him, he refused to let my order through. My boss didn't get the parts he wanted, and he fired me.

I'm drunk right now, listening to to Coldplay by myself. It's that kinda night. I put some things in motion to send myself back to school for a second bachelor's degree, and be the assistant swim coach at the college. My girl/SO/plate/whatever already knows what happened...she's been supportive, but I know how fickle that is. It didn't really hit me until now, the sort of uphill battle I'm facing. I just feel like shit. This last month has just been a fucking litany of bad. My car got hit by a dumbass trying to change lanes, I lost my job, my appendix exploded and I walked around with it for a week before going to the ER...and now I'm sitting here and it's like it all hit me. I need a boost, a plan, a kick in the fucking ass guys. I feel terrible.