Time to be movin’ along.
Well, I’m gonna be concentrating entirely on getting the hell out of here. I’ve done my time helping my mom with my stepdad, her business, taking care of her friends and their problems, and now she’s renting a room out to an elderly woman who’ll need help and looked after and at this point I think I speak for Laota when I say, “Nuh uh.”
So, being broke, I had to make a tough decision. Do I want to go into debt to get the hell out of here? The answer is, no, of course. Am I willing to? Yes. YES. No more of this, I want to go HOME. Back to California, out of the frigging midwest, I wanna live somewhere where I can walk to the grocery store instead of having to hitch a ride from a passing pick up.
I’ll try to keep up with my blog, and I’ll be moving all my sites to a paid-for-the-year hosting space even though I can’t really afford it at this point, but I figure if I do it this way I won’t have to worry much about them while we move and get settled. And the move probably won’t be for a few months, but early warning is better than none, right? lol.
Anyway, anyone who lives around L.A. or Anaheim ( preferred the latter ), please if you know of any job openings or any shitty places to rent, let me know! I’ll love you forever and give you my foot, or at least A foot.
So, in the immortal words of Brier Rabbit, “I’m movin’ on, say goodbye to me!”
Mirrored from Shibuya 109.