Worst New Year's Ever. I want my doggie and I need a hug. From someone who isn't an asshole. I don't even know what to do anymore, it's ridiculous at this point to try and work things out. God I can't believe I just said that. I am at the point where I can let go, and yet... i can't, because I am now in a place where I am completely dependent on him for food, shelter, and life, basically. This is fucking sad. I don't know what I'm going to do. Anyone want to give me a job so I can get the hell out of here?
edited for spelling. like that even matters. god this sucks such huge donkey nuts it's not even funny anymore.
edited for spelling. like that even matters. god this sucks such huge donkey nuts it's not even funny anymore.
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slamcage:
Went Press Club to meet up with the SGSac crew, but left, because I don't know any of them, so that was a drag. Then went to Naked Lounge, tried to get on the train to goto OldSac, waited with a bunch of drunkards from the Empire, decided to drive, parked in front of the Crocker, walked over I5 in the rain, got iced tea in Steamers, got sandwiched in Evangelines, cruised down the tracks past the bridge in front of the hotel, stood like a sardine under an awning while it poured rain with fireworks, the smell of a blunt and angry yuppies, walked with the cows herded into the streets to drive home through check points ( I don't drink or do drugs), crawled under my covers and passed out. WOOHOO!!!Great NewYear.... 
cosyne:
I'm sad for you. It looks like the SAC people are nice though. It's too bad, we are desperate for help at my work...but wrong city. Don't despair, hon! I heart you!!!