xevilxashleyx

So, it's not even 7am yet. I just got home, and I havn't slept at all, and strangely...I'm not tired. Not yet, anyway...

So, emotionally...these last few days have been rough. It's just another one of those times where I either want to get traaaaashed, or just punch myself in the face repeatedly. I hate it.

I think I'll just take some crack and not bother with the sleeping thing, since, at this point, if I fall asleep I'll just sleep all day and be up all night then sleep all day and sooo on down the line.

I would like some poptarts and ravioli. Not together, of course, but...I want them all the same.

I'm fucking bored out of my mind. I've done nothing all week, and it's driving me insane. I hate not having a job, and at this point...I'd like at least two. I think I just need something to absolutely immerse myself in, because being bored is half my problem - if I had something to occupy more of my time with, I'd have less time to think about all this shit that makes me sad inside.

*Mental note: Crack on an empty stomach makes me want to *

So I got this paper in the mail yesterday from Geico. I didn't read anything, I just looked at the box that said "Minimum Amount Due: $702.00" and damn near died. Then I actually looked at the rest of the paper and saw that it was my policy renewal paper. My insurance went down $50, from $315/month to $265/month...despite an accident (that wasn't my fault!), a huuuuge speeding ticket, and losing my license for two months. Go Team!

Unfortunatly, my mother wants that $50 every month, so now my rent is something like $500/month...which leaves me with exactly $0. I swear she does this so I can never move out.

Aparently, though, she's ("probably") got the house sold, and for somewhere around $85k more than she expected to get for it. And today, the people are coming to lay down the new hardwood floors. For real this time - the last two times she told me they were coming...she lied, and I'd moved everything out of my current quarters only to have to move it all back in again, then out again the following weekend, then back in and... Methinks this time, I'll just keep everything but the 'necessities' in storage, since we'll aparently be moving soon, anyway.

I have nowhere to put my fishtank. I've been brainstorming all night, wilst cleaning, and as of yet, I've come up with nothing. It ain't easy moving a fishtank, and I don't know where to put it while they put the floors in today! Think they could work around it?

I did my laundry last night, and like the 'tard that I am...I forgot to switch it, so it's been sitting in the washing machine all night and I have to rewash it all.

I watched Carnival of Souls, The Fog, Night of the Living Dead, and Dawn of the Dead last night. Ghosts and lepers and zombies, oh my! It's good for the soul, I say! So, me and my cohorts sat around in our PJs and watched movies and ate junk all night. It was much more entertaining than pancakes with people I don't even like anymore.

Anyway, I guess tonight it's The Devil's Rejects with The Boy and The Tard (and possibly the others, too?)

All this sitting on my ass means I'm going to have to kick it up a notch at the gym today. And every other day, which means that instead of spending the usual hour.5 there, I'll be spending...two? two.5? Who knows, I guess I'll just bust my ass 'til I can't bust my ass anymore.

Anyway, methinks this entry is long and pointless at best, and nonsensical and long and pointless at worst. But it's probably got something to do with me not yet sleeping and taking crackxtwo this morning...

Also: yes and please!

Time for productivities, my lovelies. Have a wonderous weekend!