The husband got a call asking him to join a band on rhythm guitar. I think this means I've lost his attention for a few months.
Moan.
Lonely and jobless. A new low.
Moan.
Lonely and jobless. A new low.
I', in a new tattoo mood, which is stupid because I haven't gotten my last one touched up. And it needs it. The camo on the skull's helmet looks funky. My skin and colored ink don't get along. What can I say?
My husband is getting his knuckles tattooed at his tattoo artists house in a week or two. I should just hitch onto that...
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My husband is getting his knuckles tattooed at his tattoo artists house in a week or two. I should just hitch onto that...
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Unemployed and barely searching for a job.
It is going on my third week into summer break and I am still without job. I've applied a couple of places but I just can't pretend to care if I get a job or not. I've got money in the bank and lazy in the heart.
Instead, I sit at home watching Buffy and Venture Bros. It's...
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It is going on my third week into summer break and I am still without job. I've applied a couple of places but I just can't pretend to care if I get a job or not. I've got money in the bank and lazy in the heart.
Instead, I sit at home watching Buffy and Venture Bros. It's...
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