When I got home, I found that my dog had completely torn apart my blinds. I have to go buy new ones now. I'm going to chain him to his bed from now on. I also found that my ceiling had caved in and fallen on my end table. There's bits of plaster all over the floor, and I don't even have a damned broom to sweep it up. I called the landlord. I'm so tired. So goddamned tired.
My heart hurts.