loneliness
Dan has been away for a week now.
He went to Michigan to see his son, Trance. He phoned Tuesday, saying he was coming home. Tuesday turned to Wednesday turned to Thursday turned to Friday turned to today and now he is still not on his way, so of course it is now Sunday that he is leaving.
I've not spent time with another person since Wednesday. I'm beginning to feel like a hermit. Of course if I hadn't sent the last of my money to Dan's bank card to get him a bus ticket home, I'd have gas to go somewhere. This money I sent was taken by the bank for some fucked up overdrawn dollar...that they didnt recognize until two days later. After Dan had the money and bought food and drinks and cigarettes which added up to more overdrawn fees, even though that money was in the account. Now he is broke and trying to find some way to get home.
My co-working is bringing me a mattress on Monday. Hurray for that, for finally I will have a bed to sleep on after almost two years. It's not been a big priority, but to have one will be a joy. Its so much easier to cuddle in a bed than on the floor, but one does get used to I must say.
My parents bought a car for me this week. They are bringing it out when the come to visit next weekend. Of course it is a loan, that I will have to pay back and I don't know how I will do so, but I will. I must, after they are so kind to do this for me. It is a 2005 Pontiac Sunfire and it will be the nicest car I've ever owned. I wanted to get full coverage insurance on the car, but when I was quoted, I find that it will be $525 a month including our other vehicle which is only liability. My dad is insuring the car for me, which will be only $750 a year under his name. It's so fuckt that two months of insurance for me is more than a year for my father. Why they would expect someone young to pay that much is outrageous, but I guess young people are a liability.
I cleaned out my car today, and it was amazing how much clothes I found in the trunk. I can't believe how many articles of clothing I forgot that I owned. I still have a lot of work to do before I can try to sell it, but frankly I doubt that it is worth much at all. Blue book says it is worth $900, but it needs new brake pads, roters and a new axle. My guess is maybe I can get five or six hundred for it, at best, but the interior and exterior of the car is trashed. I hardly ever cleaned it and never washed it in the three years I owned it. There are dents and dings all over. The exaust pipe is cracked and hanging by some wire. The windshield wipers do not work. The passenger side door's hinges are fucked up. The windsheild is cracked.
I do not plan to do this with my new car. Plus, my new car does not have an ash tray, so this will aid me in not smoking in the car as often.
Okay, well I'm trying to kill time but time just keeps halting.
Someone, please, put a ball of white light around Dan and aid him to get home safely to me. I miss him desperately.
He went to Michigan to see his son, Trance. He phoned Tuesday, saying he was coming home. Tuesday turned to Wednesday turned to Thursday turned to Friday turned to today and now he is still not on his way, so of course it is now Sunday that he is leaving.
I've not spent time with another person since Wednesday. I'm beginning to feel like a hermit. Of course if I hadn't sent the last of my money to Dan's bank card to get him a bus ticket home, I'd have gas to go somewhere. This money I sent was taken by the bank for some fucked up overdrawn dollar...that they didnt recognize until two days later. After Dan had the money and bought food and drinks and cigarettes which added up to more overdrawn fees, even though that money was in the account. Now he is broke and trying to find some way to get home.
My co-working is bringing me a mattress on Monday. Hurray for that, for finally I will have a bed to sleep on after almost two years. It's not been a big priority, but to have one will be a joy. Its so much easier to cuddle in a bed than on the floor, but one does get used to I must say.
My parents bought a car for me this week. They are bringing it out when the come to visit next weekend. Of course it is a loan, that I will have to pay back and I don't know how I will do so, but I will. I must, after they are so kind to do this for me. It is a 2005 Pontiac Sunfire and it will be the nicest car I've ever owned. I wanted to get full coverage insurance on the car, but when I was quoted, I find that it will be $525 a month including our other vehicle which is only liability. My dad is insuring the car for me, which will be only $750 a year under his name. It's so fuckt that two months of insurance for me is more than a year for my father. Why they would expect someone young to pay that much is outrageous, but I guess young people are a liability.
I cleaned out my car today, and it was amazing how much clothes I found in the trunk. I can't believe how many articles of clothing I forgot that I owned. I still have a lot of work to do before I can try to sell it, but frankly I doubt that it is worth much at all. Blue book says it is worth $900, but it needs new brake pads, roters and a new axle. My guess is maybe I can get five or six hundred for it, at best, but the interior and exterior of the car is trashed. I hardly ever cleaned it and never washed it in the three years I owned it. There are dents and dings all over. The exaust pipe is cracked and hanging by some wire. The windshield wipers do not work. The passenger side door's hinges are fucked up. The windsheild is cracked.
I do not plan to do this with my new car. Plus, my new car does not have an ash tray, so this will aid me in not smoking in the car as often.
Okay, well I'm trying to kill time but time just keeps halting.
Someone, please, put a ball of white light around Dan and aid him to get home safely to me. I miss him desperately.