An Update For Anyone Interested
So...I've had my rent raised to $500 a month, according to some agreement that I sure as hell don't remember, and my internet cut off as some sort of "show of power". I'm making use of the family computer just to check my email and such. I was really pissed off today and will probably stay pissed off the next couple of days. In the note that was left with the message about my rent, my mother described how other places would charge me more. Also, after rent, gas, and something else I don't remember off hand, she calculated that I still had $150 left over for food. Just in case you're unaware, like my mother, $150 is NOT reasonable. Maybe if you're buying groceries for one, but since I can't eat at home without risking my rent rising even further, do the math and you'll find that that leaves me $5 a day for food. $5!! WHAT THE FUCK CAN I DO WITH $5?!! That'll get me very little food, once every day. I don't know how the thought came about but, as I told Steve and Jason today, for the first time in my life the thought of killing my parents entered my mind. I certainly wouldn't do it but the fact that I thought it at all came as a shock. If nothing else, that has to be the sign that they've gone too far with this.
In the note they left, it was almost like they think they're doing me a favor, which is how they've always treated my situation, as a matter of fact. I told Mr. Harrington at work today and even he was amazed. $500 a month to live AT HOME! Jason was kind enough to agree to talk to his sister about possibly letting me live with her, as she apparently has the room. I really hope I can, as I'm tired of searching and not finding anything that will work. I've also been giving my "homeless" option a lot of thought, although I haven't been able to work it out perfectly yet. Right now, after I buy the Saturn, I figured that I could park and sleep in quite a few places, but my best bet might be Ron Jon's since they also have showers right off the beach. It would tax my ninja skills to use them in public and not have authority come down on me, but that's the best I've come up with at this point. America's point of view on homelessness is pretty ridiculous but I haven't had much time for philosophy recently.
Hopefully the water will be working at the theater tomorrow, since the bathrooms were closed and they couldn't sell drinks until about six o'clock. The fact that I might not be able to afford to eat tomorrow bothers me, but if it makes me as tired as it did yesterday, and is making me right now, then I can't think about it. It bothers me that I'm having to write this, because apparently some people do read this and want to stay updated on the events of my life. Thankfully, Whes was benevolent enough to give me next week off so I only have to work truck on Tuesday. I've been thinking that that week will be when I finally move out, but I can't say for sure about that or what I'm actually going to spend the time doing. While I want to spend most of it sleeping, I definitely don't want to stay in this fucking house with these people. Can't afford to go with the guys to the con in Orlando. I guess we'll just see what happens. I hope I can work something out with Miss Elizabeth Sardi, even if it means leaving Whes on his own for finding a place again, which I feel bad about.
In summary, I'm not in the least bit happy right now. I'm extremely tired, hungry, and my anger only lasts until I'm exhausted and I become miserable. Hope everyone else is alright, especially those I haven't been able to talk to in a very long time. I guess that's it from me. Until later, just remember:
"Irises always smell strongest in the rain. Even if it's raining blood."
In the note they left, it was almost like they think they're doing me a favor, which is how they've always treated my situation, as a matter of fact. I told Mr. Harrington at work today and even he was amazed. $500 a month to live AT HOME! Jason was kind enough to agree to talk to his sister about possibly letting me live with her, as she apparently has the room. I really hope I can, as I'm tired of searching and not finding anything that will work. I've also been giving my "homeless" option a lot of thought, although I haven't been able to work it out perfectly yet. Right now, after I buy the Saturn, I figured that I could park and sleep in quite a few places, but my best bet might be Ron Jon's since they also have showers right off the beach. It would tax my ninja skills to use them in public and not have authority come down on me, but that's the best I've come up with at this point. America's point of view on homelessness is pretty ridiculous but I haven't had much time for philosophy recently.
Hopefully the water will be working at the theater tomorrow, since the bathrooms were closed and they couldn't sell drinks until about six o'clock. The fact that I might not be able to afford to eat tomorrow bothers me, but if it makes me as tired as it did yesterday, and is making me right now, then I can't think about it. It bothers me that I'm having to write this, because apparently some people do read this and want to stay updated on the events of my life. Thankfully, Whes was benevolent enough to give me next week off so I only have to work truck on Tuesday. I've been thinking that that week will be when I finally move out, but I can't say for sure about that or what I'm actually going to spend the time doing. While I want to spend most of it sleeping, I definitely don't want to stay in this fucking house with these people. Can't afford to go with the guys to the con in Orlando. I guess we'll just see what happens. I hope I can work something out with Miss Elizabeth Sardi, even if it means leaving Whes on his own for finding a place again, which I feel bad about.
In summary, I'm not in the least bit happy right now. I'm extremely tired, hungry, and my anger only lasts until I'm exhausted and I become miserable. Hope everyone else is alright, especially those I haven't been able to talk to in a very long time. I guess that's it from me. Until later, just remember:
"Irises always smell strongest in the rain. Even if it's raining blood."