You're bad news...I don't care, I like you.
So Brian and I have decided to give living in Halifax a try.
We arrived there on Thursday, and on Friday (and Saturday) night I had a shift catering for Ric. He always takes care of me.
We're living at Brian's place on Oxford street; he has rent paid until April so we're ok for now...I think we're going to look for a new place after that, though...if he can find a subletter.
I'm going to start applying for a "real" job next week....like....XXXCITEMENT VIDEO! That's right.
I hope this works out, even just a little bit...I need this.
Morgandy is coming to visit us on Thursday for St. Patrick's day...I'm pretty excited to see her. I think we're going to see Billy's Flick...and we're having a little party at our place beforehand, I think.
My nerves have been totally shot...I need to learn some new coping methods so I don't worry myself sick.
This is the first time I've been home in about 2 weeks...it's sort of depressing. But I guess I do need to get my clothes and stuff.
I just want to fast-forward to a place where I have a NORMAL (ish) life...a job..regular hours/sleep. Blah.
I feel like I'm 30. can you say SCARY?
That's not to say I want to stop having fun.
Quote of the week:
"Let's go fuck shit up!"
Out.
We arrived there on Thursday, and on Friday (and Saturday) night I had a shift catering for Ric. He always takes care of me.
We're living at Brian's place on Oxford street; he has rent paid until April so we're ok for now...I think we're going to look for a new place after that, though...if he can find a subletter.
I'm going to start applying for a "real" job next week....like....XXXCITEMENT VIDEO! That's right.
I hope this works out, even just a little bit...I need this.
Morgandy is coming to visit us on Thursday for St. Patrick's day...I'm pretty excited to see her. I think we're going to see Billy's Flick...and we're having a little party at our place beforehand, I think.
My nerves have been totally shot...I need to learn some new coping methods so I don't worry myself sick.
This is the first time I've been home in about 2 weeks...it's sort of depressing. But I guess I do need to get my clothes and stuff.
I just want to fast-forward to a place where I have a NORMAL (ish) life...a job..regular hours/sleep. Blah.
I feel like I'm 30. can you say SCARY?
That's not to say I want to stop having fun.
Quote of the week:
"Let's go fuck shit up!"
Out.