Worrying Unproductively
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*sighs*Explanations... I need to write a good story about/involving begging. I also need to get Kadin to write up an explanatory piece on same. I need to figure out some way NOT to miss people, for a while. I need to go back to bed. I was blacking out earlier, which sucked, because I finally got a chance to talk to the infamous David, my pet's current SO... and to the wench, too. I just now got up because I still owe O an email explaining why I didn't show for our meeting... gah. OHP being evil bastards for two days in a row, pretty much. They took all f'ing day yesterday, and all f'ing day today, leaving me NO time for anything else. Admittedly, as tired as I am right now, that might be for the best. I really need to go back to bed. I'm getting nifty black spots again and I've only been up long enough to eat half a sandwich and drink a glass of cola... and take my meds. *sighs again* Oh, well. At least there is a Caleb in bed, so I'll have company... but I will also have an empty cage. I've figured out that I HAVE TO find a way to bring in $250 a month once Cal leaves. That should cover electric bill, phone bill, and internet. I have food stamps, so I won't starve... and because I'd be living here, water is free, rent is free... but I HAVE to be bringing in at least that $250 or I am getting booted out when Cal leaves. Which is reasonable, really. I'm not their kid. *sighs a third time* If I have to leave, I will likely end up going to my parents' house. Which means no internet access. No phone calls. No NOTHING. I would be effectively dead. I have gotta figure this out.
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