Random Thoughts, 25 Cents Each
I work too much and I make too little. Fucking Key Foods. At least working at the Cider Mill Playhouse I enjoy what I get paid so little for.
If I can get Erin a job there, it'll be even better...
I may just barely make enough for books this break. That means no money for doing anything else... unless someone wants to repay some kindness. I'll tell you not to, but I won't mind if you want to splurge a little on me.
Not like anyone reads this anyway. Andre and some scattered anonymous peoples who never leave messages (and therby make me sad)are about it. Le sigh...
I hate being poor. Blah blah blah, La Vie Boheme, Blah blah, Starving Artist, Blah. I want a fuckin mocha frappacino every now and then.
And fuck corporate america for making everything so fucking expensive. Especially Gas. Asshats.
This randomness brought to you by the letters D-C-P. Cause I just finished a bunch of shit for that. And I got grad school shit done too, and new arrangements for the Treblemakers (Mr. Brightside is done and it is amazing!!)
Right now the score is Senior Year: 1, Joe: 0. Spring semester, it's about to get evened out.
If I can get Erin a job there, it'll be even better...
I may just barely make enough for books this break. That means no money for doing anything else... unless someone wants to repay some kindness. I'll tell you not to, but I won't mind if you want to splurge a little on me.
Not like anyone reads this anyway. Andre and some scattered anonymous peoples who never leave messages (and therby make me sad)are about it. Le sigh...
I hate being poor. Blah blah blah, La Vie Boheme, Blah blah, Starving Artist, Blah. I want a fuckin mocha frappacino every now and then.
And fuck corporate america for making everything so fucking expensive. Especially Gas. Asshats.
This randomness brought to you by the letters D-C-P. Cause I just finished a bunch of shit for that. And I got grad school shit done too, and new arrangements for the Treblemakers (Mr. Brightside is done and it is amazing!!)
Right now the score is Senior Year: 1, Joe: 0. Spring semester, it's about to get evened out.