Thursday, October 14, 2010

Y2 D141

I have less than 24 hours to go until I get paid and I have roughly $20 in the bank. BUT nothing is late. I paid the one bill I was afraid I wouldn't be able to pay on time. That makes me feel pretty good. The fucked up part is when I do get paid, on Saturday I will pay all my other bills for the second half of the month including X1, and that will leave me with a whopping $100 to make it through the month. I still have no idea how I am going to pay my car registration and insurance. I have no car insurance right now. I am going to have to ask my bosses for an advance but if they refuse, then I am screwed. I will have no insurance, no registration, AND no money. Just fucking shoot me please??

Positives? I will be working for 400 hours at the place 1 mile away. This is good. I also have the fridge coming on Saturday. Have to figure out how to pay them, but I will just wing it. That in the end is worth it because it saves me money. I may have to move something around. I am going to try and call X1 today and tell her that I need to change my payment permanently by $100. She is probably going to yell at me but fuck her. If I took her to court, I could show that I have been over paying for the last six months. Make her OWE me. Yeah right. Life doesn't work that way, now does it? Dammit. I tried to come up with a positive and went right back down the hole.

I seem to have a new nickname from A64 - Mr. Bunny. Ok. Whatever.

My brother came over for a few minutes yesterday. He was on his way to the airport to pick someone up and graced me with his presence. Actually, I am glad to see him up and about. He looked bloated but otherwise, he was looking okay. Not great mind you, but he is moving around and that is good.

Random - There is this hair salon by my house that I notice whenever I go out. I have to pass it to get to the main streets. I always see these things in their window, but yesterday it bugged me for some reason. They have a Patrick Nagel print in the window (one of the cheap ass flea market ones) and a sign saying 'We use and recommend Paul Mitchell products'. Ok, can you be any more 80s? I mean seriously. 1985 called, it says to leave it alone...

I am 20 episodes into Heroes. Only 57 more to go.

Had to listen to my downstairs neighbors most of the afternoon/evening yammer on about fantasy football. That was fucking annoying. I guess I am just annoyed this morning. Really fucking annoyed...

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