Out of reach
My bank cards went through the laundry and are ruined, meaning I have no money until I can find a Bank of America teller sometime in the 5 minutes they are open tomorrow. I was gonna go to a show tonight, but uh... fuck it.
When I left town last weekend, my dad gave me his business card. Like I don't know how to get in touch with him, haha. Weird bastard.
I'm just rambling on because it's Sunday night and I'm groggy. I lost my job today and I don't have to go back to school until wednesday for my last couple of finals. Everyone's getting theirs done tomorrow and tuesday and then going home. And that means I have something like 5 days of dead time. Completely dead time. And nobody answers their fucking phone.
On my desk is a bowl of rotting hot and sour soup. It's not really soup anymore, just a congealed pile of fuzzy brown noodles and an occasional patch of some filmy green fungus. And I am oh-so-hungry.
I guess I'll be home on friday for those of you who live in gwinnett. Which is probably all of you. Yeah.
I am looking forward to free food and a day not spent by myself. How about that.
When I left town last weekend, my dad gave me his business card. Like I don't know how to get in touch with him, haha. Weird bastard.
I'm just rambling on because it's Sunday night and I'm groggy. I lost my job today and I don't have to go back to school until wednesday for my last couple of finals. Everyone's getting theirs done tomorrow and tuesday and then going home. And that means I have something like 5 days of dead time. Completely dead time. And nobody answers their fucking phone.
On my desk is a bowl of rotting hot and sour soup. It's not really soup anymore, just a congealed pile of fuzzy brown noodles and an occasional patch of some filmy green fungus. And I am oh-so-hungry.
I guess I'll be home on friday for those of you who live in gwinnett. Which is probably all of you. Yeah.
I am looking forward to free food and a day not spent by myself. How about that.