*dead*

My stomach feels like crap. I think I'm getting crampy. :(

Not working tonight. Apparently, they don't need me. Ah well, it happens. I worked last night, so we got a little bit of money. Better than nothing. Although, I don't have any farking clue how I'm gonna pay the cell phone bill. Maybe I'll have to borrow some cash off of Rob. :/ I hate doing that when I thought I had things under control. Blah.

Fucking apartment owners are having inspections on the 7th and 8th of October. I HATE INSPECTIONS. And not just because it forces me to clean the apartment and hide the animals that we shouldn't even have, but it's the fact that it feels like these people ARE INVADING MY HOME. I HATE IT. And all they do is come in and check the smoke dectector and cabinentery and stuff, but it makes my skin crawl to have them in here. Ugh.

We need to get rid of some of the animals, but no one wants any gerbils. :(

I'm all grumpy and pissy right now. Augh.

When I went to work last night, I had to go through Champion and stuff. And it was a full moon and it's so weird because NOTHING out there has changed from when I was younger. It's like the place is stuck in time. And then, going through the country, the moon was casting that beautiful milky glow on everything, making it look alive and vibrant. <3

I had a dream about Shawn, my ex, the night before last. And I didn't wake up feeling enraged like I usually do. It's like I made amends in my head with him. In my dream, he wasn't dating Cristina, I think, and we ran into each other in a resturant or something and we talked and caught up on things since high school and then we went outside and the moon was huge and full and red. Then we hung out by the river and talked. It was very weird, but very peaceful.

Strange. I don't think I'm ever going to be able to get him out of my head. Wish I could, but violently shaking my head back and forth gives me headaches after awhile.

I want to sleep. Alot. Working so much manual labor work makes my body cry in agony after awhile. And then I need to sleep for, like, a week, to regain any kind of muscle control. Or, to actually feel my limbs. Not that I don't like working manual labor, I perfer it over retail and crap, but it's tiring after a few days. I have discovered that I perfer midnight shifts, though. I'm usually in this weird daze, but awake and active and time goes really fast. I don't get tired until 5AM and only the last hour drags on really bad.

I went out to check the mail today and I could feel the icy tinge of winter riding on the breeze. It's overcast outside with dark, hanging clouds, like they're threatening the first snow if it drops a single degree.

I should really put some clothes on and start cleaning the bedroom. It needs it and it needs to be done. Aaaugh.

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