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coffee didn't work out with little miss brazil thing. called to ask her out yesterday; no answer. waited like 3 hours; texted to see what she was up to for the rest of the weekend. "shopping with the girls." me: "well would love to hang out and do something fun whenever ya got the time." no reply. shit. whatever. it's always like this, but whatever.
need money. need time. need a new job. need a woman. needed a new place, found one. signed the lease today. money's gonna be tight for a while. fuck. whatever. it's always like this, but whatever.
bitch boss is procrastinating more and more every day. it makes me way too anxious. have to work on something tonight for her; she didn't ask but i won't be able to sleep if i don't do it.
ran out of smokeables. somehow made that batch last for about 2 months. trying not to buy again. trying to quit the cancer smokeables too. it's fucking hard.
working on this web series thing with a buddy. it's money. we need to sell it. we will sell it. pretty please. need out from under this god-sized financial thumb. but we're all in this together. give me the stimulus. pretty please.
so anxious for more change. more life. more love. when will the women stop being so paranoid. so awkward. so reluctant to share time. i've gotten less awkward, i know that much. so it's not me.
whatever. it's always like this, but whatever.
need money. need time. need a new job. need a woman. needed a new place, found one. signed the lease today. money's gonna be tight for a while. fuck. whatever. it's always like this, but whatever.
bitch boss is procrastinating more and more every day. it makes me way too anxious. have to work on something tonight for her; she didn't ask but i won't be able to sleep if i don't do it.
ran out of smokeables. somehow made that batch last for about 2 months. trying not to buy again. trying to quit the cancer smokeables too. it's fucking hard.
working on this web series thing with a buddy. it's money. we need to sell it. we will sell it. pretty please. need out from under this god-sized financial thumb. but we're all in this together. give me the stimulus. pretty please.
so anxious for more change. more life. more love. when will the women stop being so paranoid. so awkward. so reluctant to share time. i've gotten less awkward, i know that much. so it's not me.
whatever. it's always like this, but whatever.