disappointment is nothing new
it's onethirtyfour, I have to go to work in an hour, the ice storm has lifted for now but I'm sure I'll be powerless in more ways than one again tomorrow. I'm writing in here more often, a sure sign of being home, or at least back in the fivesevenohohoh-boy.
here's my daily schedule:
wake up around two.
get ready for work.
work until midnight, accomplish nothing more than stealing company time & killing my iPod battery.
stop by Mark's house on my way home if I feel like it.
Josh calls at 12:30, talk for a few hours, he goes to sleep.
sort things out in my mind.
take Tylenol PM.
watch lame TV or a crappy movie until I pass out.
repeat cycle.
unfortunately, I'm home for another week, broke as a joke, without work to occupy my time. I've overdrawn my bank account again, surprise, my car needs to be inspected, I have to get little things for school, & I have to pay my citation. books & parking pass & master wok will also need to be accounted for once I get back to school. an even more stressful semester, complete with class, living arrangments for next year, time management, & sharing. plus I have to avoid previous temptations & I was never that strong-willed. I miss Jay but I'm not sure what that means, I made Chuck mad, I can't tolerate most of the other boys, & my high school friends all go back to school this weekend but that's nothing too major. Heather deals crack now, Kristy had to take a pregnancy test, & I don't know what to think about anything.
& also, I'm pretty sure that going to Danville yesterday was the worst idea I've had in years, & not because of anything criminal.
(if you want to steal my identity, I'll give you my social security number but this comes with it.)
here's my daily schedule:
wake up around two.
get ready for work.
work until midnight, accomplish nothing more than stealing company time & killing my iPod battery.
stop by Mark's house on my way home if I feel like it.
Josh calls at 12:30, talk for a few hours, he goes to sleep.
sort things out in my mind.
take Tylenol PM.
watch lame TV or a crappy movie until I pass out.
repeat cycle.
unfortunately, I'm home for another week, broke as a joke, without work to occupy my time. I've overdrawn my bank account again, surprise, my car needs to be inspected, I have to get little things for school, & I have to pay my citation. books & parking pass & master wok will also need to be accounted for once I get back to school. an even more stressful semester, complete with class, living arrangments for next year, time management, & sharing. plus I have to avoid previous temptations & I was never that strong-willed. I miss Jay but I'm not sure what that means, I made Chuck mad, I can't tolerate most of the other boys, & my high school friends all go back to school this weekend but that's nothing too major. Heather deals crack now, Kristy had to take a pregnancy test, & I don't know what to think about anything.
& also, I'm pretty sure that going to Danville yesterday was the worst idea I've had in years, & not because of anything criminal.
(if you want to steal my identity, I'll give you my social security number but this comes with it.)