melvina

in the shop with cereal and cigarettes. woo-ha. no business. if i don't make some money this week, i'm fairly fucked on the bills.

meh.

also. trying to empty the house. it's getting later in december and i don't do so well.

i went to a farm auction the other day and bought yet ANOTHER dead-person couch.and.chair set. it's. kinda 70's greenish. in memory of jules. MU HA HA. it's mostly ugly, early-american-comfortable and i have had to move my other deadman couch to accomadate it but. i'll figure it out.

now if only i could motivate myself into. you know. doing things. like. unpacking. and cluttering up the walls. i'd feel so much better in my house if it held all the glorified, organized clutter i.love.so.well.

i need another job, part-time. but no one will hire me. it is probably because i refuse to take the shit out of my face. it's just a thing, folks. really. i mean. come on. ARGH.

waiting for hyenahell to return to town. that's what i'm made up of. fuzzy hats and a bitchiness.