Implosively pissed off, angry over what I know is something small and is only 'recent' because I just now noticed it. I thoght I had two old nintendo systems and a bunch of games for each and have just realized I don't. I think they must've been lost in some move, or I gave them to my dad. Frankly I'd be less pissed if I thought my first ex had them, which I wondered about for a minute; then, it'd just be a product of me being stupid and him being an ass for still having them, but I'm pretty sure he gave everything back. This is, instead, what happens when you have a childhood like mine, with no one stable place where shit like this gets stored- and it's something that still happens every now and again. Stuff I *know* I had turns out to just be *gone.* I wish I could take shit like this in stride because it happens so often, but the repitition actually makes it worse. No fucking wonder I act like everything and everyone in my life is temporary. Fuckity fuck fuck fucking fuck. *sigh*
...the board almost ate my post, too, and I only saved it through copy/paste. Jesus wept. *facepalm*