and the beat goes marching on...
It's been a rocky last few weeks. My cat was killed. I had that cat for a long time, long enough to forget what it's like to lose one. My sister and I were the only onces allowed to even pet him most of the time, anyone else that even rubbed his belly didn't even get a warning bite, they were mauled.
I broke a damn bass string yesterday. I hate that soooo much, it always happens when you can least afford it. I think I wish a few people at work would just jump off a cliff. At the least it would be entertaining and a good stress reliever.
Other than that it's been ok. I've been working 5-6 days a week. It's rough but bills have to be paid. That and my mother raping me for rent. Fear not, moving ASAP from this shithole she stuck my brother and I into.
I broke a damn bass string yesterday. I hate that soooo much, it always happens when you can least afford it. I think I wish a few people at work would just jump off a cliff. At the least it would be entertaining and a good stress reliever.
Other than that it's been ok. I've been working 5-6 days a week. It's rough but bills have to be paid. That and my mother raping me for rent. Fear not, moving ASAP from this shithole she stuck my brother and I into.