grocery shopping
Grocery shopping justs sucks. It is the gateway to my deepest depressions. First I look at othere peoples carts and realize that these people have happy little families they are cooking for (well I'm sure some are abusive shithole families too, but in MY depression we'll just say they're all happy.) Then I get sad and think maybe some cookies will make me feel better....then I realize how fat I am. So I go look at diet foods which are way to freakin expensive...then I realize how broke I am. Then I try to cheer myself up by thinking about the fact that I have a bvoyfriend to cook for...maybe I'll make him something nice. Then I remember he doesn't have a job and that's why I'd cook for him because I'm tired of paying for food at restaurants....again...because I am a doormat for men as always. So I bought waffles.
Oh yeah Family Dollar screwed me out of $250 from my last paycheck. Literally. They took my base salary and chopped $250 off before taxes and everything else.
It's hot. I'm so very cranky. I can't wait for Orlando. Maybe I'll try to stay there. I might look at apartments and try to get a job selling seashells by the seashore.
Oh yeah Family Dollar screwed me out of $250 from my last paycheck. Literally. They took my base salary and chopped $250 off before taxes and everything else.
It's hot. I'm so very cranky. I can't wait for Orlando. Maybe I'll try to stay there. I might look at apartments and try to get a job selling seashells by the seashore.