...I want to stick them in a cage
And kick them in the face, and rip off their skin too! Bastards.
So yeah. At the library. Sitting around downtown, pretty much just wanted to get inside. I need a smoke. I have no money, basically just dicking around until I have to get back home.
More fun than it's worth.
Just finished getting hit on by some guy that said "you're an amazing hacky-sack player." Which is hilarious..because..I've played hacky-sack a total of 2 times in my entire life.
My stomach is growling because I haven't eaten and I have no money. But the sound is being masked by the coughing/dying guy sitting four chairs away from me.
Still pretty sure Jay is dead. I haven't heard from him in a while, and I don't know if this is just a "I never want to speak to/hear from you again" or a "I'm in jail" stint of avoidance.
Cut my hair last night. 3 in the morning. Decided I had too much, and was like, "Aw, fuck that shit, I'm 'hawkin!" Then I started chopping off hair, so I've got like, a pseudo-hawk, one that I can still get a job with...which is good. I'd really like to dye it, but I'm pretty sure that excludes me from any job I might get.
Speaking of jobs, PSU hired me, so I'm like, Fuckin' right. Bitchessss 10 dollars an hour. Which is so..so much better than the 7.50 I'm making now. So yay.
The library closes in like, 10 minutes, so I'm off. But..I shall return. Later. Yes. Meanwhile, Picture of my lack of hair.
I look so obscenely cherubic in this photo..
Me..just looking awesome.
So yeah. At the library. Sitting around downtown, pretty much just wanted to get inside. I need a smoke. I have no money, basically just dicking around until I have to get back home.
More fun than it's worth.
Just finished getting hit on by some guy that said "you're an amazing hacky-sack player." Which is hilarious..because..I've played hacky-sack a total of 2 times in my entire life.
My stomach is growling because I haven't eaten and I have no money. But the sound is being masked by the coughing/dying guy sitting four chairs away from me.
Still pretty sure Jay is dead. I haven't heard from him in a while, and I don't know if this is just a "I never want to speak to/hear from you again" or a "I'm in jail" stint of avoidance.
Cut my hair last night. 3 in the morning. Decided I had too much, and was like, "Aw, fuck that shit, I'm 'hawkin!" Then I started chopping off hair, so I've got like, a pseudo-hawk, one that I can still get a job with...which is good. I'd really like to dye it, but I'm pretty sure that excludes me from any job I might get.
Speaking of jobs, PSU hired me, so I'm like, Fuckin' right. Bitchessss 10 dollars an hour. Which is so..so much better than the 7.50 I'm making now. So yay.
The library closes in like, 10 minutes, so I'm off. But..I shall return. Later. Yes. Meanwhile, Picture of my lack of hair.
I look so obscenely cherubic in this photo..
Me..just looking awesome.