its bittersweet
getting out of highland park, that is. i dont really know how i feel about it now that it comes down to it. maybe thats just the pre move jitters. its been harder than hell to fet rid of all the stuff ive acumulated down here, probably because everybody already has everything. and people like me dont move to los angeles. that being said, nobody is going to buy the stuff that people like me buy, especially second hand. i only have a few days here left and still a whole lot to do... im still worried about money, about getting the car tuned for a cross country adventure, about getting all the shit out of my house. yasi says she has it all in order but were cutting it awful close here and that makes me nervous. craigslist has failed me.
i sit at this coffee shop and i see the car i brought from colorado i sold drive by almose every day. thats weird. im no longer drinking (thanks to these wonderful pills) and thats weird. we have no gas, no electricity and ABSOLUTELY AND I AM NOT EXAGGERATING HERE ABSOLUTELY NO FOOD, and that just sucks. no shower, no deoderant, no soap, no light at night... when people talk about poverty now i either just laugh at them because theyre talking about not being able to go out to subway or i really feel for them because i know that they dont have any of these things either and are forced to eat leftovers from people with disposable income or just beg. which i wont do. the begging thing, that is... ill eat the leftover shit off other peoples plates with no shame whatsoever.
i think we have enough money to wash our clothes at the laundromat one last time and get some bread and peanut butter (which i have to take care the cockroackes dont get to) and then were off... first to texas, hotter than hell but at least its a place to stay for a week or two then hopefully to fort collins to see my folks for a few days (which will be odd without me drinking) then to illinois to see my sister and THEN to washington DC and finially to rhode island. fuck.
hopefully ill be able to keep everyone updated on this whole thing.
i sit at this coffee shop and i see the car i brought from colorado i sold drive by almose every day. thats weird. im no longer drinking (thanks to these wonderful pills) and thats weird. we have no gas, no electricity and ABSOLUTELY AND I AM NOT EXAGGERATING HERE ABSOLUTELY NO FOOD, and that just sucks. no shower, no deoderant, no soap, no light at night... when people talk about poverty now i either just laugh at them because theyre talking about not being able to go out to subway or i really feel for them because i know that they dont have any of these things either and are forced to eat leftovers from people with disposable income or just beg. which i wont do. the begging thing, that is... ill eat the leftover shit off other peoples plates with no shame whatsoever.
i think we have enough money to wash our clothes at the laundromat one last time and get some bread and peanut butter (which i have to take care the cockroackes dont get to) and then were off... first to texas, hotter than hell but at least its a place to stay for a week or two then hopefully to fort collins to see my folks for a few days (which will be odd without me drinking) then to illinois to see my sister and THEN to washington DC and finially to rhode island. fuck.
hopefully ill be able to keep everyone updated on this whole thing.