Relax? I can't relax! Nor can I yield, relent, or... Only two synonyms? Oh my God, I'm losing my perspicacity! Aaaaa!
this is what happens when you spend too much time kissing a boy...more than a month goes by without any blogging!!
for shame!
someone should spank me.
despite all the smooching (and the boy's sweetness in appeasing the monkeys that live in my head) there is a wicked lot of stuff stressing me out at the moment:
1. complete lack of money. sold cds and books just be sure my rent check cleared and to keep myself in cigarette money for a few days. (thank god for my b-day peet's card!) that doesn't even cover the late phone bill or food funds. i don't understand. i go to work all week, every week, and still no $$$. month after month, i purposefully overdraft my account just to make it to the next check. i'm sure it's doing wonders for my credit score. so much for all those timely utility payments from when i was living under the poverty line in providence.
2. i'm fucking stupid and so are online booksellers. because of two fuck-ups it's taken me more than a month to get a GRE study book. all in the name of trying to save a few bucks. what a disaster. now i have a stack of borrowed books and about 2 weeks to learn algebra and vocabulary that i never learned in the first fucking place. way to go, town of seekonk. keep those education budget cuts coming!
3. the financing of indie mags. don't even ask about this becuase the answer is so long, daunting, and retarded that i'll probably just end up sputtering profanities until i decide i need to lay down.
4. happy holidays!! yeah right. if only my budget could equal my spirit of generosity. i got so many great gifts for my birthday and probably won't ever have a means of repaying the kindness of my good friends. but that's not really relevant since they all know i'm a broke fucker which is probably what sparked such generosity in the first place.
the trouble is going to be buying and shipping gifts for: mom & dad, brother & sister-in-law, neice, neice, nephew, godson, and the object of my secret santa-ness (my aunt).
why'd my brother have to do so much breeding anyway? but man, i love those little shitbombers sooooo much.
it will all be okay. mostly because it has to be but, man, is december going to be a shitty fucking month.
for shame!
someone should spank me.
despite all the smooching (and the boy's sweetness in appeasing the monkeys that live in my head) there is a wicked lot of stuff stressing me out at the moment:
1. complete lack of money. sold cds and books just be sure my rent check cleared and to keep myself in cigarette money for a few days. (thank god for my b-day peet's card!) that doesn't even cover the late phone bill or food funds. i don't understand. i go to work all week, every week, and still no $$$. month after month, i purposefully overdraft my account just to make it to the next check. i'm sure it's doing wonders for my credit score. so much for all those timely utility payments from when i was living under the poverty line in providence.2. i'm fucking stupid and so are online booksellers. because of two fuck-ups it's taken me more than a month to get a GRE study book. all in the name of trying to save a few bucks. what a disaster. now i have a stack of borrowed books and about 2 weeks to learn algebra and vocabulary that i never learned in the first fucking place. way to go, town of seekonk. keep those education budget cuts coming!
3. the financing of indie mags. don't even ask about this becuase the answer is so long, daunting, and retarded that i'll probably just end up sputtering profanities until i decide i need to lay down.
4. happy holidays!! yeah right. if only my budget could equal my spirit of generosity. i got so many great gifts for my birthday and probably won't ever have a means of repaying the kindness of my good friends. but that's not really relevant since they all know i'm a broke fucker which is probably what sparked such generosity in the first place.
the trouble is going to be buying and shipping gifts for: mom & dad, brother & sister-in-law, neice, neice, nephew, godson, and the object of my secret santa-ness (my aunt).
why'd my brother have to do so much breeding anyway? but man, i love those little shitbombers sooooo much.
it will all be okay. mostly because it has to be but, man, is december going to be a shitty fucking month.
posted by Carla at 12:52 PM
1 Comments:
i'll spank you.
let's rock the moneyless riches thing next month. you know, whatever that means.
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