desmodius

welp, my landlord just came over. Conversation:
"hey we just sold the place."
Me in a sarcastic tone: "Greaaaaatttt!"
"The new landlords want you to fill out this credit check application."
"why, cause i can tell you that if they are going to check my credit to see if i'm worthy enough to stay here, i might as well start packing now." (old bills that i will never pay haunt me... fuckee youee walmart.)
"not my problem. merry christmas."


Ain't holidays magic. lol
oh well. if i wind up evictified. i'll find a place in town that is cable ready, and if they try to jack my rent i'm definitely gone. this place is not worth more then i am paying for it right now. i'll get a nice place in town for four or five a month and fuck all...

anyway. went over to daves last night, hanging out with the kids were awsome. i had to buy for like five kids and four adults, and because my second job decided to screw me i didn't have all the cash i wanted, so i burned dave like fifteen movies that i own over the space of the last two weeks. he hadn't seen nine of them, and the others he wanted so it worked out well. the way i was looking at it, i could have gotten one twenty dollar gift, or something that was potentially worth more then two hundred.
he likey'd, he gave me a pretty cool sword set with a stand that i am kind of happy with. definitely not as collectors set, but it was a nice thought, and i wasn't actually expecting anything so i was like shweet.
welp. i am off to the other fams. ( i have no real family. they are all dead, so i call my buds fam my extended fam, and dave was my ex stepfather. i don't really know how i feel about him, but i don't hate him so it's cool. you do not wanna know the story. it would just depress you.
anyway. got to go over to chris's. talk to you all later.
shnuggles.
vivid is once again kicking ass at the model poles. for reference to last entry. VOTE if you can. you will rock.
ba-bye