Amnesiac shall most likely be my drug of choice for the day.
What the fuck? You know that Lain icon I always use when I'm feeling like crap? It's apparently a cat now. I have no idea what's up with that. I just clicked on the word "Lain" in amongst my user icons, and lo, yon cat doth gaze upon me. Does anyone know who this cat is?! What the FUCK. I can't imagine anyone breaking into my LJ account just to change my user icon to a ghost cat. It's bizarre enough not to change it, honestly.
Feeling frustrated and a bit emo recently. Working at Trader Joe's is fun, but very hard.
I won't be paid for another two weeks from today, I think. That sucks. I basically have no money for food or gas to put in my car, I'm two months behind on my car insurance payment, which I didn't even know until like two days ago, I'm $322 in the hole for a loan I didn't even know I had, and I should have changed the oil in my car over 6,000 miles ago. I'm working really hard now, and it's very frustrating to come home after a really hard day and still be totally broke. I've been surviving on a diet of pasta and salt for weeks. A little butter if I'm feeling saucy. I would kill for a fucking sandwich on rye once in a while. And of course, I'm smoking more cigarettes than I can count. They really cut down on the hunger pangs, but they make me feel even shittier when I don't have any actual food to put into me. It's a vicious cycle. Still, they're cheaper than food.
The food I miss the most? Cheeeeeeeese. Beautiful cheese.
I guess I've just been depressed in general recently. I've lost a lot of momentum I had for getting music together that I had when I first moved back to Towson. Hopefully that'll revive itself when I actually have money to spend on the gear we need. I guess I've been feeling a general lack of mystery, adventure and magic in my life recently and it's bumming me the fuck out.
Well, I've got to go to work soon. I get off at 11. I'm lonely. Come play with me soon.
...please?
Feeling frustrated and a bit emo recently. Working at Trader Joe's is fun, but very hard.
I won't be paid for another two weeks from today, I think. That sucks. I basically have no money for food or gas to put in my car, I'm two months behind on my car insurance payment, which I didn't even know until like two days ago, I'm $322 in the hole for a loan I didn't even know I had, and I should have changed the oil in my car over 6,000 miles ago. I'm working really hard now, and it's very frustrating to come home after a really hard day and still be totally broke. I've been surviving on a diet of pasta and salt for weeks. A little butter if I'm feeling saucy. I would kill for a fucking sandwich on rye once in a while. And of course, I'm smoking more cigarettes than I can count. They really cut down on the hunger pangs, but they make me feel even shittier when I don't have any actual food to put into me. It's a vicious cycle. Still, they're cheaper than food.
The food I miss the most? Cheeeeeeeese. Beautiful cheese.
I guess I've just been depressed in general recently. I've lost a lot of momentum I had for getting music together that I had when I first moved back to Towson. Hopefully that'll revive itself when I actually have money to spend on the gear we need. I guess I've been feeling a general lack of mystery, adventure and magic in my life recently and it's bumming me the fuck out.
Well, I've got to go to work soon. I get off at 11. I'm lonely. Come play with me soon.
...please?