Ronald McDonald

"If you build it...they will come." Well I almost officially am employed again. Maybe not to my liking, but money is money. (Money doesn't grow on trees, well it does, because it's paper, but not like right on trees.) Anyways. So now I am employed or I will be or something. It's all good to me. I'm needy right now. Below poverty level and falling lower. At this rate I'll be living in a box before I get my first paycheck. (Not really.) But you get the idea. Dani called an hour or so ago. I'll call her back in a minute. We'll set up a meeting time. And we'll debate on how, where, and when to get some. (I got 50 cents on it...) I still haven't spoken to SEB. It's been a week, maybe a little longer. I don't feel like dealing with our friendship right now. She didn't feel like dealing with it before, so it's almost even. Maybe? I don't know. I don't know why I feel so much resentment towards her right now. Maybe I do know. I do. But, I'm not sure exactly why I feel this way. A little abandoned, ignored, let down, disappointed, forgotten, etc. etc. The list could go on. I take things personal. Too personal. She's supposed to be my best friend, yet I'm basically cutting her off. I don't have a rational explanation. I never do. There is no method to my mayhem. (M is here.) (She was now she's gone.) M and I aren't getting along too well today. She's nosy and bossy and annoying. The little nasty faces she makes, it pisses me off. I can't wait until I graduate. That's my problem, I'm stuck. Stuck here in this shabby little town dreaming about other more wonderful things awaiting me some place far away. Indeed. Indeed I am stuck. "Stuck like a duck gettin' fucked." ??? I don't know. We're going to the dollar store for supplies. Why? Because we're boring people. Time to go. "Adriannnnnnnnnnn..." DFN.
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