Well, I think to job interview went well. I find out Wednesday at the latest. In the mean time, I'd rather not think about it. Because it makes me nervous.

However, Mykee and I found a place. I have enough savings to carry us until he starts his job. Which is excellent.

I feel like crap and want to go back to bed. =/

Leaving in five minutes for my job interview. I hope it goes well. We need this. NEED. THIS.

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**Panic.**

It's just bad, because I've only ever had one job interview before, and it was so casual... And. Holy crap.

We didn't get the apartment, but that's okay. We're going to keep looking for another place. We've already got a couple more in mind. But, no matter what, this is our last month in this apartment. If we don't find anywhere else, we'll have to move back in with our parent's. I've been offered a place to stay with our friend, Ashley, because I really ( Read more... )

I'm sorry to be vague, but I just want to forget that today ever happened. I have never met a more condescending, suspicious bitch in my life. It just amazed me how we are accountable for other people's mistakes. How we're so beneath everyone and everything because we're struggling a little. It's as though people expect everything to always go ( Read more... )

My ceiling is leaking. It is fucking leaking. LOOK AT IT DRIP ( Read more... )

I have found the best ad EVER. No contest, it wins.


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Holy shazbutt, batman. My wallet!! My wallet has been returned to me! I feel like I'm gonna cry. I love people. I love people so, so, so much ( Read more... )

For those of you who have never pushed a shopping cart full of groceries the twenty or so blocks home, I don't recommend it. And, for those of you have never pushed said shopping cart full of groceries up a very steep hill, I really, really don't recommend it ( Read more... )

I finally, finally was pressured to read the first Harry Potter book. Yes, yes, be quiet. Honestly, I didn't really like it. Mykee said to just force down the first two because they get better after that, but, honestly ( Read more... )

There are rules in my (mine and Mykee's) apartment. Why? Because I live here, you don't, and I like things run a certain way. Call me an anal bitch, fine, I don't care.

( BUT FOLLOW THE DAMN RULES OR GET OUT. )