tired and spasmed
Uh, I am so glad today was over. The contaminated plant shit is basically over, and the bleach/dumpster loading is finished. I really don't want to wear those fucking suits anymore, cause they turn into a cesspool of sweat and dirt. It's gross and makes me feel pretty nasty. Today I thought I was going to faint due to excessive headache from the sun/heat/bending over. Yet, I did survive, and things are likely to look up until we're done/
I found a camera much like mine in A&B Sound for $180, and I hope it's good and similar to what mine was. I think I might check it out tomorrow. I wish to own a camera again, and at this point I barely care what the qualities of it are, as long as it goes. Also I already have my memory card, which is quite expensive anyways.
Other than that, I finally mailed my rent (because I am an evil tenant who is always late) and my taxes... it's such a load off my back. Now all I have to do is put in my student loan and have Taran do the same with Taxes and loans, and we're set. I think I am cutting it a little close with the loan though, so I am feeling a little uncomfortable.
I can't wait to go home and sit in the quiet painfully boring town of PG and try and desperately salvage my plumetting GPA.
Woot... God, I talk like such a teenager.... mm, good mixes of angst and fruitless imagination running
I found a camera much like mine in A&B Sound for $180, and I hope it's good and similar to what mine was. I think I might check it out tomorrow. I wish to own a camera again, and at this point I barely care what the qualities of it are, as long as it goes. Also I already have my memory card, which is quite expensive anyways.
Other than that, I finally mailed my rent (because I am an evil tenant who is always late) and my taxes... it's such a load off my back. Now all I have to do is put in my student loan and have Taran do the same with Taxes and loans, and we're set. I think I am cutting it a little close with the loan though, so I am feeling a little uncomfortable.
I can't wait to go home and sit in the quiet painfully boring town of PG and try and desperately salvage my plumetting GPA.
Woot... God, I talk like such a teenager.... mm, good mixes of angst and fruitless imagination running