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I got up this morning and found a dead rat. The really depressing thing, she was alive, fine and perfectly healthy an hour before I was officially "awake" for the day. She seemed to be having no problems aside from constantly looking for Epsy, but I hoped that would pass in time. I'm now very depressed and my family's comments about how I can "just get a new rat" are not helping me. Neither are the ones about how they are happy they won't have to figure out how to transport them when I go visit Phoenix. Seriously, what kind of fucked up person tells you that they are happy your pet just died because it means they won't have to do something? Or, even better, because it means you'll now have more time for more important things?

I could write more about how my mother decided today was perfect to take me out shopping, decided I needed another new pair of shoes (didn't we just do this last time she was here? I have plenty of shoes, my feet are in no danger of suddenly lacking coverings) explained that I should be acting cheerier and is most assuredly on at least one customers_suck site but I'm not really in the mood. Maybe later when I don't feel like crying uncontrollably.
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I'm down to one rat now. Today was not a good day for Epsilon. Having a rat have a seizure and die in your hands really, really sucks.

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