knowing when to back off.
i'm honestly still a bit confused about what the fuck the daze which was this morning was all about but afterwards i came here (to chris and moira's - chroira's) to feed the cats, then went home to call the collections agency to take care of my tmobile account that i wasnt able to pay from the two months i was out of a job. they told me that its now paid in full and within three hours they would post it to tmobile and send out a letter for confirmation. so, being impatient, i called about 45 minutes later to see if there was a way i could restore my service today only to find out that it could take up to 30 days for them to get the money from collections and then i may have to pay a 500 dollar deposit that i would get back after 6 months. that's some fucked up shit.
i ate breakfast, got a bunch of shit together, called up duane and we went to uncle $ams to get tickets for the def jux show tonight. went to the mall and got a battery for my car remote so now i could fucking lock and unlock my doors with ease. (no more either leaving my doors unlocked or opening my trunk, climbing in and unlocking the backdoor, getting out, closing the trunk, opening the backdoor, unlocking the front door, getting out and closing the backdoor and then opening my front door to get in). got the tickets, dropped duane off, came here again and now im doing laundry and will probably take a nap. the only reason i'm even going into detail about this day is because its the day of the def jux show. yea. thats today. and im pretty fucking excited. tsho's playing, which is incredible... and beforehand we'll probably go to some art show at holden's real quick.
anyway, dont expect to hear from me for a minute cuz i'm really fucking hating everybody right now and need some time to sort some shit out. it feels largely due to stupid minor miscommunications which snowball too often and once upon a time i was good with words so i need to fix this... yea, talking to myself, i guess.
i ate breakfast, got a bunch of shit together, called up duane and we went to uncle $ams to get tickets for the def jux show tonight. went to the mall and got a battery for my car remote so now i could fucking lock and unlock my doors with ease. (no more either leaving my doors unlocked or opening my trunk, climbing in and unlocking the backdoor, getting out, closing the trunk, opening the backdoor, unlocking the front door, getting out and closing the backdoor and then opening my front door to get in). got the tickets, dropped duane off, came here again and now im doing laundry and will probably take a nap. the only reason i'm even going into detail about this day is because its the day of the def jux show. yea. thats today. and im pretty fucking excited. tsho's playing, which is incredible... and beforehand we'll probably go to some art show at holden's real quick.
anyway, dont expect to hear from me for a minute cuz i'm really fucking hating everybody right now and need some time to sort some shit out. it feels largely due to stupid minor miscommunications which snowball too often and once upon a time i was good with words so i need to fix this... yea, talking to myself, i guess.