Back in Kansas City and nothing has changed
Brit picked me up from the airport with a lack of Jim and a lack of conversation. He was sick and I was tired. I guess the Tami Hart turned out to be a bust, at least according to Tami & Crew. I wasn't too worried about it. They got paid, a place to stay and Mike's had more people show up on a Monday night than usual. As long as Chad Rex liked it than it's good enough for me.
I tried to find somebody to share my last three dollars on a celebratory drink for my triumphant return. Instead I find Amy and Sara hanging out at the News Room. They teased me on my rolling tobacco and overall smelliness. You've got to love it.
Else wise I've spent all day trying in vain to get punk rock Escort in shape. No such luck. Now I'm stuck at my aunt's house till tomorrow. Or should I say for the next few months since the idea of moving in with two skinhead boys or staying any longer at my ex-girlfriends are just not the brilliant ideas that I made them out to be. I need to get my shit together, out of debt and back into school. Doesn't anybody need a roommate?
I tried to find somebody to share my last three dollars on a celebratory drink for my triumphant return. Instead I find Amy and Sara hanging out at the News Room. They teased me on my rolling tobacco and overall smelliness. You've got to love it.
Else wise I've spent all day trying in vain to get punk rock Escort in shape. No such luck. Now I'm stuck at my aunt's house till tomorrow. Or should I say for the next few months since the idea of moving in with two skinhead boys or staying any longer at my ex-girlfriends are just not the brilliant ideas that I made them out to be. I need to get my shit together, out of debt and back into school. Doesn't anybody need a roommate?