It's all about the Benjamins .. Baby
So -- it's been a while. I haven't the slightest clue what happened. I was so excited about posting blogs on here, and then BOOM, it all kind of disappeared. I still really enjoy doing it. I don't know it's fucked. Last weekend was a blast for me, hope it was fun for everyone else too. I went and danced my ass of at, as some people would say, "The Barnyard". In fact, I fell on my ass in front of a fuckload of people. I was wearing a dress, which was up around my friggin' neck at that point. Smooth, very smooth. Ya. I stayed with a friend of mine, Andy, all weekend. His wacked out girlfriend and him live together now. They both JUST got out of divorces, and decided to move in together .. he already wants out. I don't blame him, she's way too much to deal with, especially fresh out of a divorce. Nasty shit. I'm NEVER getting married. OR having kids while I'm on the subject of life long commitments.
I am sending a company a cover letter & resume tomorrow via email. It's a software company that several of my friends work for -- and they recommended me to them and them to me. I'm really, really, really stoked about it. I would make 10k more a year, and it's in town here. Which means my ass can move out of here -- and I can remove myself from this small rut I'm in. That's my issue right now. Living here. I'm trying really hard to make the best of everything, as usual, but it's really fucking hard. I find I'm eating way more the I should be -- that MIGHT have something to do with the fact of everyone at this house calling me fat. Well, not everyone ... it may as well be. I know .. cry me a fucking river, right?? I'll be alright. So I guess this is it for tonight. I'll try to post more this coming week. I'm out.
I am sending a company a cover letter & resume tomorrow via email. It's a software company that several of my friends work for -- and they recommended me to them and them to me. I'm really, really, really stoked about it. I would make 10k more a year, and it's in town here. Which means my ass can move out of here -- and I can remove myself from this small rut I'm in. That's my issue right now. Living here. I'm trying really hard to make the best of everything, as usual, but it's really fucking hard. I find I'm eating way more the I should be -- that MIGHT have something to do with the fact of everyone at this house calling me fat. Well, not everyone ... it may as well be. I know .. cry me a fucking river, right?? I'll be alright. So I guess this is it for tonight. I'll try to post more this coming week. I'm out.

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