fucking snow.
it's not nearly as bad as people here are pretending it is. i mean, it snowed more in the past two days than it has all year, i get that, but seriously, get over it! it's winter in ohio: it snows here.
in other news...
i've been hearing from gimix fairly regularly. it makes me worry a teeny tiny bit less every time i get an email from him, especially since internet connections are pretty fucking shoddy when you're floating in an ocean. he'll be home soon, which means i'll be back in florida sooner than anticipated.
birthday redux with rockstargirl52 was epic! seriously, you guys missed out. there were strippers, drinking, more strippers, more drinking, and a whole day of tooling around cincy, goin to all the best places (jungle jim's, anyone?!).
of course, because irony is so, so sweet, about 8 hours after my birthday extravaganza, i get sick, like "three weeks of backed up phlgem immediately spread through my chest" sick. i have not looked/felt so pathetic and fatigued in years. honestly, i get up, go to work/school, and then come home and pass out. i have, however, been catching up on my sleep. bonus!
also, i'm still really fucking broke! i'm still applying for jobs and all that, but drastic measures are going to have to be taken. i'm going to start stripping. i'm actually pretty nervous about it, but i've checked out a few clubs in the area and i'm gonna audition. if all goes well, i should be out of my parent house by mid march.
i'm so glad i hit financial ruin in my early 20s. i'd to have to do this at 27 or 35.
life's funny and karma's a bitch.
emo hearts and stars,
_tesko
EDIT: do you ever have days were you really need to cry but the tears won't come? i really fucking hate liars.
it's not nearly as bad as people here are pretending it is. i mean, it snowed more in the past two days than it has all year, i get that, but seriously, get over it! it's winter in ohio: it snows here.
in other news...
i've been hearing from gimix fairly regularly. it makes me worry a teeny tiny bit less every time i get an email from him, especially since internet connections are pretty fucking shoddy when you're floating in an ocean. he'll be home soon, which means i'll be back in florida sooner than anticipated.
birthday redux with rockstargirl52 was epic! seriously, you guys missed out. there were strippers, drinking, more strippers, more drinking, and a whole day of tooling around cincy, goin to all the best places (jungle jim's, anyone?!).
of course, because irony is so, so sweet, about 8 hours after my birthday extravaganza, i get sick, like "three weeks of backed up phlgem immediately spread through my chest" sick. i have not looked/felt so pathetic and fatigued in years. honestly, i get up, go to work/school, and then come home and pass out. i have, however, been catching up on my sleep. bonus!
also, i'm still really fucking broke! i'm still applying for jobs and all that, but drastic measures are going to have to be taken. i'm going to start stripping. i'm actually pretty nervous about it, but i've checked out a few clubs in the area and i'm gonna audition. if all goes well, i should be out of my parent house by mid march.
i'm so glad i hit financial ruin in my early 20s. i'd to have to do this at 27 or 35.
life's funny and karma's a bitch.
emo hearts and stars,
_tesko
EDIT: do you ever have days were you really need to cry but the tears won't come? i really fucking hate liars.
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If things do not go according to plan I may have to take you up on that offer