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Stuff and EH. WHATEV.
May. 9th, 2007 01:11 pmI feel very drained today.
I got a charlie horse in my calf last night. Out of nowhere. Hurt like a fucking bitch.
Angie might be getting me a job up at her workplace. Dishwasher, about $8/hr. Nothing special, but it'll be good until I can find something else, should I not like it. Me and resturant workplaces don't tend to get along.
I'm short on rent, by around $50. And I still have to make it to NEXT Thursday before it's payday. Thankfully, we're stocked on food and we have gas in the car. So, I'm hoping we'll be alright.
I don't want to take commissions because that just puts more stress on me.
Maybe I should draw up some stuff to sell on Furbid...
I got a charlie horse in my calf last night. Out of nowhere. Hurt like a fucking bitch.
Angie might be getting me a job up at her workplace. Dishwasher, about $8/hr. Nothing special, but it'll be good until I can find something else, should I not like it. Me and resturant workplaces don't tend to get along.
I'm short on rent, by around $50. And I still have to make it to NEXT Thursday before it's payday. Thankfully, we're stocked on food and we have gas in the car. So, I'm hoping we'll be alright.
I don't want to take commissions because that just puts more stress on me.
Maybe I should draw up some stuff to sell on Furbid...
