Tired...
So I hung out with Andy last night.
I didn't tell him about the 'drop' I had. I don't really know how to.
And everything feels weird again. Like it's not happening even though I know it is. Like I'm not experiencing it for myself, more like watching someone else experience it.
My dog has massive fleas because I brought them home from Taylor's. They're running amuck on her stomach. Now she chases me around the house so I'll sit and scratch her. I feel so bad... But she's getting groomed next month so hopefully that'll make her feel better. She's so dirty... the fleas are leaving behind all sort of stuff on her. And she's losing hair on her stomach . Poor puppy...
Yesterday I worked 8 hours. After work, there's always this ten minutes period where my left hip hurts like a bitch. Same with my feet. I had to buy fake blood again because Dad threw out the huge container I had of it from two years ago. Fake blood doesn't go bad. You just shake it.
*sigh*
Now today and tomorrow I have to work an 8 hour shift.
I have almost $200 I owe to the department of education for my college loans and they're calling me because I'm late. But they pay me bi-weekly. So Friday I can pay that off and hopefully pay my mom back for all the money she spent on me. And hopefully I can find some place that supports the card I have so I don't have to pay a $1.75 charge for using the HSBC bank. Which is ridiculous. It really is.
I didn't tell him about the 'drop' I had. I don't really know how to.
And everything feels weird again. Like it's not happening even though I know it is. Like I'm not experiencing it for myself, more like watching someone else experience it.
My dog has massive fleas because I brought them home from Taylor's. They're running amuck on her stomach. Now she chases me around the house so I'll sit and scratch her. I feel so bad... But she's getting groomed next month so hopefully that'll make her feel better. She's so dirty... the fleas are leaving behind all sort of stuff on her. And she's losing hair on her stomach . Poor puppy...
Yesterday I worked 8 hours. After work, there's always this ten minutes period where my left hip hurts like a bitch. Same with my feet. I had to buy fake blood again because Dad threw out the huge container I had of it from two years ago. Fake blood doesn't go bad. You just shake it.
*sigh*
Now today and tomorrow I have to work an 8 hour shift.
I have almost $200 I owe to the department of education for my college loans and they're calling me because I'm late. But they pay me bi-weekly. So Friday I can pay that off and hopefully pay my mom back for all the money she spent on me. And hopefully I can find some place that supports the card I have so I don't have to pay a $1.75 charge for using the HSBC bank. Which is ridiculous. It really is.