Poopey-face
I feel like an absolute bum.
Basically since schools been out I've been reading books and going to work. And sleeping a lot.
And I've only been working this schedule (i.e. more hours, but nohting set) for a couple of weeks, but I feel like I should be seeing way more money from it. Maybe I'm just starting to suck more at waiting.
A bunch of people I know my age are making way more than I am, and while I'm happy for them, I'm also a little jealous. I'll be truthful. I have this big, major (albeit undefined) dream of making lots of money and being successful, but I haven't even really started that yet.
Also, I feel lumpy and lardy. I want to be cardio-ing this extra poundage away, but I'm either asleep or working during the prime hours to do that. I wouldn't have a problem doing that during the un-prime hours, but I seem to have a fairly small window of time to do much before I have to go to work, and everday I'd much rather be finishing or starting a new book.
So I'm entertaining and sort of working my brain, but I'm becoming a soft, round couch potato from it, and I'm not even making enough money to make it worth it.
And I'm really torn because I'm in the middle of a book, but today was the day I was supposed to go get a bicycle pump so I could go ride my bike. Grr. I'll go get the pump, then come back and read maybe? Dammit, I hate this lazy indecision!
ssjflsdjfoiwhjefshjdovfiyhowaj'wrliwepfjsoiuioe5ru2389rusojvosfgjldjf!!!!!!!
Basically since schools been out I've been reading books and going to work. And sleeping a lot.
And I've only been working this schedule (i.e. more hours, but nohting set) for a couple of weeks, but I feel like I should be seeing way more money from it. Maybe I'm just starting to suck more at waiting.
A bunch of people I know my age are making way more than I am, and while I'm happy for them, I'm also a little jealous. I'll be truthful. I have this big, major (albeit undefined) dream of making lots of money and being successful, but I haven't even really started that yet.
Also, I feel lumpy and lardy. I want to be cardio-ing this extra poundage away, but I'm either asleep or working during the prime hours to do that. I wouldn't have a problem doing that during the un-prime hours, but I seem to have a fairly small window of time to do much before I have to go to work, and everday I'd much rather be finishing or starting a new book.
So I'm entertaining and sort of working my brain, but I'm becoming a soft, round couch potato from it, and I'm not even making enough money to make it worth it.
And I'm really torn because I'm in the middle of a book, but today was the day I was supposed to go get a bicycle pump so I could go ride my bike. Grr. I'll go get the pump, then come back and read maybe? Dammit, I hate this lazy indecision!
ssjflsdjfoiwhjefshjdovfiyhowaj'wrliwepfjsoiuioe5ru2389rusojvosfgjldjf!!!!!!!