Ahhh what a vicious circle being broke is.
You don't have enough money to put gas in your car to get to work, so you don't make any money, so you can't even pay the bus fare to get to work, so you don't make any money, so you can't pay your phone bill, so you can't call some one to give you a ride to work, so you don't make any money, so they turn off your internet so you can't get ahold of anyone for anything, so everyone you know forgets that you exist or get's pissed at you cause you're not talking to them, and it keeps going on and on and on, until you're a broken husk of a man lying pennyless in a ditch somewhere, reminising of the short period of time when life was good.
This sucks. I litterally have $0. The even rougher part is that the Radio gig that I have doesn't pay me until I figure out the equipment, and they charge me $25 bucks a week until I do. So yeah, you guessed it, I haven't been able to do that for a couple of weeks. If I don't make it last week, they cut me. I hate being such a fuckin' loser.
On the brite side, I've been spending the last couple of days out of my depressing ghettofied home situation and at my homie Graph's house. I've been helping him with his thesis film, (no pay of course, it's a student production, but I'm cool with it, I'm getting fed at least.) and it's been fun. It's gonna be really good too, the dailys look amazing.
If yer in the Los Angeles area and wanna be on camera, stop on by the Dragonfly tomorrow, where we'll be shooting a bomb ass club scene. It's a plus if you can dance.
As for last weeks entry, I'll get to that. Eventually.
You don't have enough money to put gas in your car to get to work, so you don't make any money, so you can't even pay the bus fare to get to work, so you don't make any money, so you can't pay your phone bill, so you can't call some one to give you a ride to work, so you don't make any money, so they turn off your internet so you can't get ahold of anyone for anything, so everyone you know forgets that you exist or get's pissed at you cause you're not talking to them, and it keeps going on and on and on, until you're a broken husk of a man lying pennyless in a ditch somewhere, reminising of the short period of time when life was good.
This sucks. I litterally have $0. The even rougher part is that the Radio gig that I have doesn't pay me until I figure out the equipment, and they charge me $25 bucks a week until I do. So yeah, you guessed it, I haven't been able to do that for a couple of weeks. If I don't make it last week, they cut me. I hate being such a fuckin' loser.
On the brite side, I've been spending the last couple of days out of my depressing ghettofied home situation and at my homie Graph's house. I've been helping him with his thesis film, (no pay of course, it's a student production, but I'm cool with it, I'm getting fed at least.) and it's been fun. It's gonna be really good too, the dailys look amazing.
If yer in the Los Angeles area and wanna be on camera, stop on by the Dragonfly tomorrow, where we'll be shooting a bomb ass club scene. It's a plus if you can dance.
As for last weeks entry, I'll get to that. Eventually.
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drake:
It's ok. I love getting drunk in the majesty of nature, grilling & frying things, and I ABSOLUTELY love country music. I do live in the city, but it's a city called "Cowtown," so... yeah.
drake:
Haha, speaking of blowing things up, I dated a small-town guy once. He phoned me up for a date and asked, "have you ever filled a garbage bag with propane?"