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Dec 12, 2004 22:25

And then I got fired, found a house and lost it, nearly killed my family but then didn't, nearly killed a girl with my car but swerved (but I still owe her $6k), failed miserably to win the lottery, and discovered what I guess I've been working up to knowing for a long time now: I have completely fucked up.

The good news is that this is all starting to look like rock bottom--meaning that it can't really get MUCH worse (knock on e-wood). And also I'm happy. That's irrational, but what are you going to do? Things are strangely looking up. We may yet find another house. I get to wear a hideous bridesmaid's dress next Saturday. I hated that stupid job anyways. And as for that girl whose car I hit-- well, you can't get blood from a terribly debt-ridden stone, if you catch my meaning. Sue me all you want, bitch. If you can find a penny to my name, it's yours. Fuck, I'd just blow it on cigarettes anyways.

And everyone assures me that those will one day kill me.
Liars, all.

My new tarot deck's pretty. My cat loves me (or at least my food). I'm ciga-rich.

That's all.
Bye
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