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I wish I could sleep well at night, and also that I could carry the weight of the world on my shoulders.
Started the job delivering for Holden Pizza. I work saturday, sunday, and tuesday. If you live in holden and you like pizza, order a pizza on those days and I will drive it to your house. It's a fun job and I'm making mad bank due to tips, and $6.50 on top of that which is less than minimum wage but I get a quarter for every mile I drive so I figure I make it back in the long run. It's nice just driving around listening to music and smoking. It doesn't feel like I'm at work. Plus I still have the Magnet Factory on every other day, so I never have to be home. Thank god.
My poor car. The Phoenix has to have her brakes changed. And since they have had to be changed for about a week now, I've basically been driving around with the calipers scratching the rotors, so those will probably have to be changed, too. Oh well. Parts are pretty cheap at auto zone, and I have more money than I know with what to do now.
I'm reading Katie's copy of House of Leaves and boy it's a trip.
I'm glad that I'm reading again. I've finished five books this summer. I used to read so much more. Since starting college I almost entirely stopped. It's good to know that I still find it enjoyable. I was worried I was getting stupider with all the drugs. I think it's really just the internet, though. It's so distracting. God, that's sad. I need to read more.
Tomorrow I wake up at eight to go to autozone and buy the appropriate brake parts. Maybe I won't really need rotors. I was hoping to do everything without letting my father know, but I was too worried to drive there (earlier today I completely lost all brake pressure for about five minutes so I think they must be prettttttty worn down) so I had to mention it to my mother who in turn told my father, who in turn made everything infinitely more complicated. Now I'll have to spend time with him. Meaning I'll have to watch him fix my brakes. And listen to him lecture me about brake safety.
I get so melancholy when Katie's not around. I don't know what to say about that.
Started the job delivering for Holden Pizza. I work saturday, sunday, and tuesday. If you live in holden and you like pizza, order a pizza on those days and I will drive it to your house. It's a fun job and I'm making mad bank due to tips, and $6.50 on top of that which is less than minimum wage but I get a quarter for every mile I drive so I figure I make it back in the long run. It's nice just driving around listening to music and smoking. It doesn't feel like I'm at work. Plus I still have the Magnet Factory on every other day, so I never have to be home. Thank god.
My poor car. The Phoenix has to have her brakes changed. And since they have had to be changed for about a week now, I've basically been driving around with the calipers scratching the rotors, so those will probably have to be changed, too. Oh well. Parts are pretty cheap at auto zone, and I have more money than I know with what to do now.
I'm reading Katie's copy of House of Leaves and boy it's a trip.
I'm glad that I'm reading again. I've finished five books this summer. I used to read so much more. Since starting college I almost entirely stopped. It's good to know that I still find it enjoyable. I was worried I was getting stupider with all the drugs. I think it's really just the internet, though. It's so distracting. God, that's sad. I need to read more.
Tomorrow I wake up at eight to go to autozone and buy the appropriate brake parts. Maybe I won't really need rotors. I was hoping to do everything without letting my father know, but I was too worried to drive there (earlier today I completely lost all brake pressure for about five minutes so I think they must be prettttttty worn down) so I had to mention it to my mother who in turn told my father, who in turn made everything infinitely more complicated. Now I'll have to spend time with him. Meaning I'll have to watch him fix my brakes. And listen to him lecture me about brake safety.
I get so melancholy when Katie's not around. I don't know what to say about that.