Jesus, sometimes I wish I hadn't been so fucking impulsive with quitting my last job. I hated it, sure, but now I'm three weeks in without any work and I'm broke as fuck. And it seems, ironically enough, that all of a sudden I want to buy EVERYTHING. Too bad, ha, can barely afford gas money. Fell in love with a thirty dollar jacket at Forever21, only to have my debit card reject payment...
Submitting an application to Gamestop later, crossing my fingers they'll consider me for the position... I've been a regular for years now. Working at a gym just didn't cut it for me. I got sick of the mindset, the dysmorphia, and all that jazz. Anyway, just something I needed to get off my shoulders.
On a last thought... are there any fans of "The Room" out there? I just finished Greg Sestero's painfully hilarious memoir and I can't stop quoting Wiseau every other minute.
