argh
things are annoying. merry christmas.
i don't think my stomach is taking this whole *at home* thing well. i don't really eat anything good. i have fast food and crap i bought from the grocery store, like chef boyardee, ramen noodles, and instant rice. i guess there's something valid in that carb diet in that if you eat crappy meals consisting of only carbs sporadically through the day, your stomach doesn't like it. i'm probably also not eating enough which will end up in weight loss and a bunch of bitching from my slightly-larger-but-not-large-enough-to-bitch roommates when i go back to school about how i need to eat more and gain more weight.
anddddd. today is christmas. i don't want to sound completely emo or goth or whatever trend is popular now, but christmas is just blah to me. at least at home. it's all late and shit as in decorations on the tree just appeared overnight but no presents made it underneath. not that there were any presents for me. my mother gave me $100 and a $50 hechts gift card. the $100 will be returned in due time in the form of $150/month car payments, but that is okay. i look forward to spending a lot of time at the mall with two gift cards.
my father is upstairs in his bedroom. at some point, while my mother is away at my aunt's house, he will leave and wander about in the night. i would like to follow him, but depending on when he leaves, time may not permit me to do so before i get to see frankie. i guess as long as i have a crackhead for a father i have a longing of turning it into something more interesting. now i have dreams of putting my crappy novice black and white photography skills, in combination with my digital camera, to use as some crazy spy. i guess i would have to be crazy to waste my time spying on my father anyway.
i would like a 3rd job. i wish i could say 2nd job, that would sound better. but my job working at umbc is hardly much work and it's only one day a week. but with frank working a buttload and working at the hair salon being very easily and pretty enjoyable, i feel like i'm hardly working and i also would like more money. but there isn't much in the newspapers right now as far as employment ads.
what else to say...
i don't think my stomach is taking this whole *at home* thing well. i don't really eat anything good. i have fast food and crap i bought from the grocery store, like chef boyardee, ramen noodles, and instant rice. i guess there's something valid in that carb diet in that if you eat crappy meals consisting of only carbs sporadically through the day, your stomach doesn't like it. i'm probably also not eating enough which will end up in weight loss and a bunch of bitching from my slightly-larger-but-not-large-enough-to-bitch roommates when i go back to school about how i need to eat more and gain more weight.
anddddd. today is christmas. i don't want to sound completely emo or goth or whatever trend is popular now, but christmas is just blah to me. at least at home. it's all late and shit as in decorations on the tree just appeared overnight but no presents made it underneath. not that there were any presents for me. my mother gave me $100 and a $50 hechts gift card. the $100 will be returned in due time in the form of $150/month car payments, but that is okay. i look forward to spending a lot of time at the mall with two gift cards.
my father is upstairs in his bedroom. at some point, while my mother is away at my aunt's house, he will leave and wander about in the night. i would like to follow him, but depending on when he leaves, time may not permit me to do so before i get to see frankie. i guess as long as i have a crackhead for a father i have a longing of turning it into something more interesting. now i have dreams of putting my crappy novice black and white photography skills, in combination with my digital camera, to use as some crazy spy. i guess i would have to be crazy to waste my time spying on my father anyway.
i would like a 3rd job. i wish i could say 2nd job, that would sound better. but my job working at umbc is hardly much work and it's only one day a week. but with frank working a buttload and working at the hair salon being very easily and pretty enjoyable, i feel like i'm hardly working and i also would like more money. but there isn't much in the newspapers right now as far as employment ads.
what else to say...