Feb 15, 2008 15:32
I keep having this recurring dream where I have my old job at Taco Bell back.
Okay, recurring nightmare is more like it.
I don't know what it means.
My Valentine's Day turned out to be rather...interesting.
My car insurance is fucked up.
I don't even want to talk about it.
My uncle is in town for a few days.
I need to make it to New York...soon.
I think I'm just going to drive myself there one day.
Getting a second job,
and dropping out of school for a while is looking like a good option right now.
Seriously, I can only benefit from this, without wasting thousands of dollars on school.
I think I'm moving out in June.
For sure.
I've got my mind made up.
I've started calling my dog "pookie bear",
and I couldn't even tell you why.
One day I just started addressing him as that.
He responds.
I think it has something to do with Garfield...or something.
Tomorrow is the day.
We'll see.
The end.