Aug 11, 2008 15:08
My psychic friend Clare keeps saying I wont be in my apartment come October, when my lease is up, and now it's gone up to where I'm simply drowning trying to maintain the rent, even with a freelance job on the side.
I could squeak by for another year, maybe, by draining out deposits here and there set up over the years... but then what? Then I'm right back where I left off, worse off than before.
I'm getting really down on myself today over it all... if I have to have roommates I may as well move to Austin or Salt Lake City or Tampa... in other words, DIE. I feel like I'm drowning, but of course, everything is fine... but is it? Roommates... Jesus. I may as well go back to my ex-wife.
Anyone need a roommate?