Goddamnit.
Oct. 7th, 2002 10:15 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
obliviousally_ljArgh. I'm sitting here, and the phone rings. Caller ID tells me it's TJ's work. I figure it's her. I answer. Some guy asking for her mom. I tell him she's not her,e but I can help. Turns out TJ passed out at work. Fucking great.
I -told- her to pick up -something- to eat. I GAVE her my last $3 in order for her to get food. And does she? No.
So now, whoever called, is bringing her home. And there's nothing to eat here. Which means I'm gonna have to go into town sometime today and get money for food. Argh. Why can't she just listen to me for once. Then she'd be okay and not have me in a tizzy about her passing out at work because of lack of food. >_<
*sighs* I need to find a shirt and whatnot. Clothes too, if I'm going into town.
I -told- her to pick up -something- to eat. I GAVE her my last $3 in order for her to get food. And does she? No.
So now, whoever called, is bringing her home. And there's nothing to eat here. Which means I'm gonna have to go into town sometime today and get money for food. Argh. Why can't she just listen to me for once. Then she'd be okay and not have me in a tizzy about her passing out at work because of lack of food. >_<
*sighs* I need to find a shirt and whatnot. Clothes too, if I'm going into town.
