So, Broc is moving out little by little and each little load is another crack in my cold black heart. It's sad to see him going but in the end it may be for the better. I think we both kind of feel that way. Still, it sucks to see him go.
I understand though.
On a second note: I need a roomate in a bad way or else I will be homeless by the first of this month. The rent is 1200 dollars and I've been trying like hell to raise that kind of money but failing miserably. I've been overworking myself to the point where I am really not feeling good now. I'm dizzy, sore-throat, faint, hot and cold chills. It couldn't have come at a worse time since I have to work all this weekend and try like hell to make enough money to pay the rent here. If I can't I don't know what I'm going to do.
On top of that, my car is broken. It's sitting in the parking lot staring at me, taunting me. I also have to pay my car payment and insurance this week as well.
So, I have a lot of bills all of a sudden that I can't seem to find the money to pay, and it's not for lack of trying. I've been working everynight I can, doing anything I can to make some money but it just seems like the universe is against me.
On top of that, people who I thought were my friends have decided to be undercover liars. I say undercover because they tend to whisper bad things about me to others around them. Not that all the things they say are lies, but it is still none of their business to tell anyone anything about me. It's petty. Stay out of my business.
As for anything else; my tattoo is getting finished slowly but surely. I almost have a full sleve now, just a couple of more sessions of 8 hours or so. Last night I felt like raw hamburger when we finally stopped. My skin just couldn't take anymore. It was too much. My right arm looks like a baseball bat!
Oh, and to compound the bad news with some more; the ceelingin my kitchen in falling in because the bathroom floor got soaked and there is a huge soft spot in the floor! The water leaks through the soft spot and directly into my kitchen ceeling. Sigh, just add another nail to my coffin.
Rogue still isn't fixed. I guess the stupid humane society in Ohio is trying to get out of paying for it or something! It seriously sucks and I really don't want to have to go trough her going into heat again. It was really unpleasant the first time
On a pleasant note: Innocence is moving to Florida
with her son :/ I'm not a huge kid fan but I am a huge Innocence fan and so I'm sure I will get used to the little boy So there! Unfortunately Mr. Fuzzy Nuts can't come too. The apartment people are too strict to have a dog that big in my apartment. It's not really so much the size as it is the breed and the fact that I already have two dogs in here, which is the limit. So, Zillah will not be getting to visit with his Mr. Fuzzy Nuts friend until the lease is up here. Then maybe Tracy and I will find somewhere he can stay too That would be nice.
I feel exhausted and run down. I'm going to try and find something to eat in the kitchen.mood: disappointed
I understand though.
On a second note: I need a roomate in a bad way or else I will be homeless by the first of this month. The rent is 1200 dollars and I've been trying like hell to raise that kind of money but failing miserably. I've been overworking myself to the point where I am really not feeling good now. I'm dizzy, sore-throat, faint, hot and cold chills. It couldn't have come at a worse time since I have to work all this weekend and try like hell to make enough money to pay the rent here. If I can't I don't know what I'm going to do.
On top of that, my car is broken. It's sitting in the parking lot staring at me, taunting me. I also have to pay my car payment and insurance this week as well.
So, I have a lot of bills all of a sudden that I can't seem to find the money to pay, and it's not for lack of trying. I've been working everynight I can, doing anything I can to make some money but it just seems like the universe is against me.On top of that, people who I thought were my friends have decided to be undercover liars. I say undercover because they tend to whisper bad things about me to others around them. Not that all the things they say are lies, but it is still none of their business to tell anyone anything about me. It's petty. Stay out of my business.
As for anything else; my tattoo is getting finished slowly but surely. I almost have a full sleve now, just a couple of more sessions of 8 hours or so. Last night I felt like raw hamburger when we finally stopped. My skin just couldn't take anymore. It was too much. My right arm looks like a baseball bat!
Oh, and to compound the bad news with some more; the ceelingin my kitchen in falling in because the bathroom floor got soaked and there is a huge soft spot in the floor! The water leaks through the soft spot and directly into my kitchen ceeling.
Sigh, just add another nail to my coffin.Rogue still isn't fixed. I guess the stupid humane society in Ohio is trying to get out of paying for it or something! It seriously sucks and I really don't want to have to go trough her going into heat again. It was really unpleasant the first time
On a pleasant note: Innocence is moving to Florida
with her son :/ I'm not a huge kid fan but I am a huge Innocence fan and so I'm sure I will get used to the little boy So there! Unfortunately Mr. Fuzzy Nuts can't come too. The apartment people are too strict to have a dog that big in my apartment. It's not really so much the size as it is the breed and the fact that I already have two dogs in here, which is the limit. So, Zillah will not be getting to visit with his Mr. Fuzzy Nuts friend until the lease is up here. Then maybe Tracy and I will find somewhere he can stay too That would be nice.I feel exhausted and run down. I'm going to try and find something to eat in the kitchen.
mood: disappointed VIEW 8 of 8 COMMENTS
have you tried having a garage sale to help raise money and get rid of stuff you don't need/use?