Last night I got into a fight.

Heheh. It's been long enough. And the asshole was asking for it. I see him almost every day on my way home from work -- he's one of those hustler guys -- not the whore kind (though I wouldn't be surprised if he was), the kind that sells watches and crap. He always stands in the middle of the street just while everyone ( Read more... )

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Today was my first day at work.

Huh. It’s about time I got a job. A real job, I mean. I can’t live like this much longer. Last week I went to buy food and I only had forty-six dollars and thirty-two cents. $46.32. No kidding.

I applied to a bunch of places, but only two said yes. Figures.

My job sucks. I work as the - forget it. That’s my ( Read more... )