all day sleep is NICE
Hello. Things are going okay. Pat wanted me to go busking with him today, but i just don't feel up to it right now. Plus i don't really know how to play the guitar. All i know are power chords. Although i don't think he knows much more on his trumpet. i'm sure he'll be really awesome when he does get the hang of it. i'm just working alot. I did have 3 days off last week but it just seems like i work soo fucking much because Pat's out doing his own thing and the only time we spend together is nighttime and on sundays when i don't have to be into work until 3 or 4 pm. When i first started this journal i wrote Laura an email. She emailed me back with "aaaahhhhh i miss you so fucking much!" So that was pretty awesome! Pat wants to move back to S.C. He's planning on hitching out east-north and then getting back south. As soon as he sets up and gets shit together, he'd help pay off the rest of the rent here. I'd stay here and continue my job at Pasquini's. It would probably take until September for just myself to pay off all the rent. Then i'd also have to save money to ship our shit off and get myself out there. I'm kind of okay with the idea. I mean i think i could handle it if it all happened. Maybe it'd be good for me to learn to live on my own even just for a month or two. Plus if he really does hate it here and just wants to leave then i need to just let him go down there if he doesn't want to be here. After all i was the one to drag him out here. So my tattoo that i got last monday is a plaid, gray little kitty kat. It's cute!! We've had two or three tornado warnings out here and we've been here for 2 1/2 months. I can't believe i'm almost going to be 19!! i know i'm just a young kid but i feel old kinda. i've already through so many crazy things and i'm now "settling." Just in the sense that i'm not partying all the time, i've stopped taking pills and just being reckless and rambunctious in general. Well i suppose i'll leave for now and write again soon
~later~
~later~