Stormy weather
I just got home from my mom's house. Blake went with Travis somewhere to get something around four-thirty this afternoon, and I went with my mom to get the rest of the parts for my car shortly after he left. He's still not home, and I'm lonely as fuck. I get really paranoid when I'm alone. Blake's been talking about leaving me lately, so I guess I better get used to the way I feel right now.
Things have been looking pretty gloom recently. I won't have a place to stay, come the end of August. I can't really say that I've been looking really hard for a place, but we won't have enough money for anything after tomorrow, anyway. Blake has his hearing at two o'clock tomorrow for when he got busted outside our apartment earlier this month. He has two fines to pay, which amount to one thousand, sixty-five dollars, and there's also a chance that we'll have to pay for him to go to Pre-Trial Intervention. That'll cost at least a quarter grand... Money's getting really tight. As if that's not bad enough, our last paycheck for the month will be the one in which we see the effects of the pay-cut. It'll only be around three hundred a piece.
Alec and Travis said that we could stay with them until we found a place. I don't know how enjoyable that would be, but I suppose we're going to find out. I need to start packing up our shit and looking for a storage unit.
While I was with my mom today, I was looking at some duplexes in their neighborhood. They don't really look too bad, and the one that I saw with prices posted didn't sound extremely expensive. I know that utilities won't be included, so that's something we'll have to consider as well. The way things are looking right now, though, I really don't think we're going to have our own place in time.
I have a lot of shit to do to get this place cleaned up. Since I'm alone, it seems like the best time to do it is now.
Things have been looking pretty gloom recently. I won't have a place to stay, come the end of August. I can't really say that I've been looking really hard for a place, but we won't have enough money for anything after tomorrow, anyway. Blake has his hearing at two o'clock tomorrow for when he got busted outside our apartment earlier this month. He has two fines to pay, which amount to one thousand, sixty-five dollars, and there's also a chance that we'll have to pay for him to go to Pre-Trial Intervention. That'll cost at least a quarter grand... Money's getting really tight. As if that's not bad enough, our last paycheck for the month will be the one in which we see the effects of the pay-cut. It'll only be around three hundred a piece.
Alec and Travis said that we could stay with them until we found a place. I don't know how enjoyable that would be, but I suppose we're going to find out. I need to start packing up our shit and looking for a storage unit.
While I was with my mom today, I was looking at some duplexes in their neighborhood. They don't really look too bad, and the one that I saw with prices posted didn't sound extremely expensive. I know that utilities won't be included, so that's something we'll have to consider as well. The way things are looking right now, though, I really don't think we're going to have our own place in time.
I have a lot of shit to do to get this place cleaned up. Since I'm alone, it seems like the best time to do it is now.