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So after I wrote a $650 check last night for our apartment we just signed a lease for for next year, I panicked and went and picked up many applications. I plan on turning them all in today. & praying that I get one of those jobs.
Art is being a bitch again.
&&&&& so is my left ear! As much as I don't want to spend money, I guess that this time I will have to. I'll go and get my ear irrigated. but after I come back from break. I don't have time, and I really wouldn't want a freak accident going on.
I have the urge to take more pictures, but I always forget when I have the chances.
I am getting more and more anxious, fiscally. I feel like I rolling into debt.
This is my favorite picture of you Janna
[I don't know how to admit this, without sounding terribly depressing. but.
I think that this feeling of despair and anxiety has much to do with lacking intimacy.
This is my first holiday in four years that I am not with someone. That I have not loved. It's a strange unsatisfying sensation. There are people that I find attractive, but that is all that there is. There is no other contact. I can't imagine being in a relationship with anyone, ever, right now. Even though I am throwing myself out there. Just waiting. Absolutely ridiculous.]