Numb at the End of the Month
I slept until noon-thirty today.
I drove to Pittsburgh last night to take my brother back to school. Everything went fine, until I was taking my friend back home to Oil City when I started to run out of gas. I shouldn't have been anywhere near running out of gas. Danger Car gets over 400 miles on a full tank, which it had when I started, and somehow, I was losing out at 274. I pulled into the nearest gas station at 11.59pm, got out and opened my tank. The only reason I did this was because the lights were on, and so were the pumps. The attendant came out and yelled "We close at 12. We're closed." She then shut the door as she went back inside, and THEN shut off the lights and the pumps.
Thanks bitch. I appreciate your help.
I almost stalled out 3 or 4 times in the next 10 minutes it took to get to Oil City. Thankfully, Country Fair was still open, and NOT shutting off pumps after I pulled in.
Danger's in the shop right now getting a look over to find out how I lost so much gas. Poor thing needs an overhaul.
I'm concerned about Mr. Dead!. He says he's been noticing that we've been pretty pissy with each other lately; I've noticed it too. The only part of my problem that comes from him is the shit he gives me when he thinks I'm acting weird or annoyed with something. He glares at me like I'm stupid, or annoying, and that's the part that bugs me. I don't like being given dirty looks, and he shoots them at me, and THAT'S when I become annoyed with him and we start to not get along. I told him my behavior was caused by his own doing, but he didn't take to that very well. Then we dropped it; he asked what I was doing today and then left. That was around 2 or so. It's twenty after 5 and he's still out. Hopefully time away will do some good.
I've been thinking more about what it could be like if I had my own place. I'm really warming up to the idea, but maybe it's the weather. I've noticed with the temperature change, I've been a lot more calm and forward about things as opposed to being hostile and quiet. As I said, I've been feeling more like myself (noted in a previous post). I can picture myself hanging out, keeping to myself, in a nice, clean, quiet apartment with a decent couch, lappy, and my celly turned back on. I don't know if I'd be able to find a decent place around here with my pay. I do miss having my own room and bed though. Heh, just something to think about.
Now then, as far as Micaiah goes: That's done. I don't even have the desire to hang out with him. Maybe in another life, at another time, in a different place, but certainly not here, not now.
End.
I drove to Pittsburgh last night to take my brother back to school. Everything went fine, until I was taking my friend back home to Oil City when I started to run out of gas. I shouldn't have been anywhere near running out of gas. Danger Car gets over 400 miles on a full tank, which it had when I started, and somehow, I was losing out at 274. I pulled into the nearest gas station at 11.59pm, got out and opened my tank. The only reason I did this was because the lights were on, and so were the pumps. The attendant came out and yelled "We close at 12. We're closed." She then shut the door as she went back inside, and THEN shut off the lights and the pumps.
Thanks bitch. I appreciate your help.
I almost stalled out 3 or 4 times in the next 10 minutes it took to get to Oil City. Thankfully, Country Fair was still open, and NOT shutting off pumps after I pulled in.
Danger's in the shop right now getting a look over to find out how I lost so much gas. Poor thing needs an overhaul.
I'm concerned about Mr. Dead!. He says he's been noticing that we've been pretty pissy with each other lately; I've noticed it too. The only part of my problem that comes from him is the shit he gives me when he thinks I'm acting weird or annoyed with something. He glares at me like I'm stupid, or annoying, and that's the part that bugs me. I don't like being given dirty looks, and he shoots them at me, and THAT'S when I become annoyed with him and we start to not get along. I told him my behavior was caused by his own doing, but he didn't take to that very well. Then we dropped it; he asked what I was doing today and then left. That was around 2 or so. It's twenty after 5 and he's still out. Hopefully time away will do some good.
I've been thinking more about what it could be like if I had my own place. I'm really warming up to the idea, but maybe it's the weather. I've noticed with the temperature change, I've been a lot more calm and forward about things as opposed to being hostile and quiet. As I said, I've been feeling more like myself (noted in a previous post). I can picture myself hanging out, keeping to myself, in a nice, clean, quiet apartment with a decent couch, lappy, and my celly turned back on. I don't know if I'd be able to find a decent place around here with my pay. I do miss having my own room and bed though. Heh, just something to think about.
Now then, as far as Micaiah goes: That's done. I don't even have the desire to hang out with him. Maybe in another life, at another time, in a different place, but certainly not here, not now.
End.