Nov 13, 2002 14:53
i have in my hand $8.50. i do not get real money until friday. i am hungry. i NEED diet coke. i'm gonna be out of cigarettes at about 7-ish and i'm pretty sure kris is out of them too. some smokes is a priority so that leaves about four bucks for food. shit i need gas. ughhh i hate not living with my dad anymore. i hate how live journal fucks up my friends list. well a trusted friend suggested taco bell. what a grand idea. i'll wait for kris to get home, i think i have enough for the both of us to dine at the lovely taco joint. wow i feel a lot better now...
so it's barely three now, in the meantime i'll just munch on my cheese puffs, drink whatever alcohol is left in the fridge, and finish up the last few camels. swell
have i told you about my weekend plans? well friday night im off!! ow can you believe that?? so kris is taking me out to eat. we are gonna go to ft worth and visit the park. ahhh i remember the good old days when we had to make out there. heh heh saturday i work :( but my sister will be in town we are going to see kissing chaos for the bijilliongazillionth time and finish it up with grocery shopping on sunday. aint life grand
"it's not your fault; you've been good to me. it's just lately i've been feeling like i don't belong. like the ground's not mine to walk upon"