Kept in a cage built from rage. 450 for rent. Split two ways is only 225. I have 700 some in the bank. That's 3 months of half rent. Surely I'd find a job in 3 months. Than again, it's been like 5 months since I've been looking already. God, I want out. OUT. AWAY. JUST FOR A LITTLE WHILE. I hate it here. It's no secret. If I could be anywhere it wouldn't be here. Oh misery. I dreamt of this boy I used to work with, Zach. I don't know why I dreamt about him. It's really been awhile since I even thought about him. He was such a hottie. He was younger, but nice. It was a boring dream really. The whole time he was talking to someone and I was just watching. Weird. I won't mention P again. Never. Ever. Today I don't know what I'm doing. I need to see what L and W and Dani are up too. Maybe they want to get together. Do something constructive. Relaxing. Maybe? My head's spinning. I'm far from winning. I want to play poker for life. Be a professional card shark. Make some cash. Some butter? PARKAY. I am indeed boring. A very boring. Weird. Person. With no. Hope. Time for me to do something else even more boring. "The wheels on the bus go round and round..." DFN.