hey, it's been a looooooong few weeks. it seems like everyone i know is moving and sinec i have a truck, i'm the first on the last to call! i truly don't mind helping, in fact, i like that people think of me, i just hate when it all happens at once while my tub is being resurfaced and we all get high in our sleep from the fumes.
Angel moved all his stuff back in this weekend, too, and now my bathroom is empty and the rest of the apartment is stacked halfway to the ceiling with boxes and bags and bathroom crap shoved in to every crook and nanny.
it's chaos at home and i hate my job.
i would pound a nail in my foot for pennies if i thought i'd be able to pay rent on it instead of talking to all you fuckers who think that life and Sprint PCS owes you free everything and a new phone. tell you what, whem the shitty complex i live in and have paid rent to for 6 years buys me a new house, i will talk to you about your new free phone. until then, fuck off. i pay the electric company, taxes, rent, and a phone bill and no one has bought me any gifts.
it's simple - you are owed NOTHING. the world does not even owe you a CHANCE. anything you get that you don't earn will be one more nail in your karmic coffin and it will all dump on you in your darkest hour.
confessed on Monday, Oct. 27, 2003