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i think my ass is is burned. it feels like it's on fire. no tanning tomorrow.
i'm supposed to be at the gym but i am being lazy and playing on here instead. i am so not motivated, and it's hot so that's not helping since bally's is being cheap and using fans instead of air conditioners. i hate sweating.
money's tight with the upcoming 'move'. i'm trying hard to cut back on my spending habits, which is proving to be extremely difficult. supposed to go out with people from work friday but i'm going to have to bail out, which they are not going to be happy about since we've already had to reschedule twice.
then i have saturday's dilemma, which is going to upset either Tami or Cheryl. i'm already getting shit from both sides... and reasonably so. i told Cheryl a month ago i would help her out with this, since i was part of the persuasion on Mike to have a full-blown BBQ. i didn't realize it was the same day until it was too late and i had already said yes to both parties. tami was counting on me, and cheryl bought 1000 jello shots. i feel so damn guilty and it's entirely my fault... i want to go to both and i'm stressing out about it. blah.... i need to get back into the habit of writing this shit down in my planner and then i wouldn't be in these type of messes. i hate disappointing people. i think that's why i say yes to everything and try my best to do it all. and then feel guilty as fuck when i realize i can't. i guess it's really just going to depend on my money situation. camping is next weekend, so that's 40. this paycheck is going towards my car, so any extra money has to last me until next Friday. whatever i end up doing, i hope they understand. i didn't do this intentionally. i'm typing as i think, so i'm babbling.
levi walked me out today. he liked my shoes. i hate him.
it's quiet without tami here. .
i'm crabby today.