found a bill on the streets yo.

legit.

for the first time in a while i think i might be standing in a financially decent spot. i'm not worried about rent. i'm confident i'll be able to pay all of my bills on time this month. i'll be able to pay off the rest of my mattress shortly after. ((fuck yes)) and i even took a full week off work this month.

SOMEBODY is feeling pretty bballa!

((unless there is a magic bill that i forgot about that just hasn't come in the mail yet...))

also, mengtar and mx will not be sassed. oh no ma'am.

hal comes back from japan soon! huzzah! for some reason hal being in japan makes me think of peter pan. maybe because they can fly over there.

also, we get to go out for pizza tonight! another excuse to spend money i don't have. but i got a new ((better)) credit card so i can close out my old one. yay! i am officially almost on my feet! ((in a good way. not in a credit card debt way)) promise.

i have decided that today is a good day for a haircut.

that means that i will be happy today and tomorrow and probably angry with my hair for the next two months. i am fully prepared for this to happen.

john left for tour on monday. i've phoned him only twice, but i miss him. i sat in the driveway under the stars last night and wanted to cry, but he didn't want me to. then i was distracted by creatures watching me from underneath the car in the neighbors driveway. CREEPY!!!

mike cleaned the house last night for his date tonight. how cute.

but that means that i either have to be appropriate tonight, or not present.

my parents mailed me a birthday check of $1000 because i called my mom crying saying that i needed money because i suck at life. i cried when i saw the amount of the check because i was so happy. however, the money is already spent. damn bills and responsibilities.

this post makes it sound like i cry a lot.

in actuality, i drink a lot.

my family comes on saturday. not sunday. wow. i have to work saturday and sunday. fuck.

i have to read about alcohol so i can pass my alcohol and beverage test tomorrow for the olive garden. yay!

note to self: be less lame. take more pictures.

the good, the bad, and the ugly...



i bought bananas and strawberries and they taste amazing together.

snowflake is pretty much beautiful.

it should rain tomorrow, and i think it is pretty.

mike is letting me tag along while he runs errands tomorrow. it keeps me busy so i don't think of sad things.

my crotch stopped bleeding.

my throat hurts.

i gained back half of the weight i lost.

my farts sound like snowflake.

i need a haircut.

my allergies are back and i keep itching out my contacts.

my roommates minus mike are being immature about a situation that really doesn't concern them. he cheated on me, guys, not you.

john and i saw spiderman 3, which was basically horrible. but we met chris, mario, and michael ann there. mario was the only one that would talk to me.

i'm sleeping alone again tonight.

i'm too scared to ask my parents for more money, but i know that i will need it.

i want to quit smoking, but i don't know if i can.

last night i went to the bank and made a large deposit via atm into my checking account to cover all the bills that i had mailed out that day. today i made another deposit via atm into my checking account. however, upon opening my checkbook i found the deposit slip from the last deposit i made. apparently i forgot to put the deposit slip in the envelope with my deposit. i felt pretty fucking dumb. i filled the whole thing out... but left it in my checkbook. i are dumb.

my mom drunk dialed me tonight...

we have a new manager at the bep. half way through my shift, he walked past me and reeked of pot. i was in complete denial that this 50something year old guy would be smoking up at work and assumed that it was someone else. but later i went into the office.... dudes.... this guy was smoking weed in the fucking office. his second mother fucking day on the job. holy balls.

in other news, i'm drinking beer.

so i had a small match in this abyss of fucking dark shit, and that was that my mom had written a check to university fucking courtyard apartments to terminate my lease.

however, it turns out, not only would they have needed the check two days ago, but they don't take checks. they insist on checks for paying your rent but you cannot terminate your lease with a check.

fucking fuck.

so that means not only do i need to find like that original $1000, but i also need another $435 for next month's rent and then another $850 to terminate the fucking lease... so i need $1000 by april 31st, but i need over $2200 by may 5th.

seriously... seriously.

what the fuck.

i can only hope that rmx is going to get his student loan check super soon and then i will start working at his job tomorrow morning and i will get paid direct deposit every 2 hours...

yeah... that would be great.

the blue man group concert last night was incredible. sx got us rockstar seats.

dj mike relm opened and he was great. makes me feel bad for giving jx so much shit for listening to that music... because wow. i was blown away.

this month, just like every other month is going to be the month of making money and thinking about myself. i have two hospital bills, both over $200, i owe $250 for taxes, rent is due at $435, and i need to get me some car insurance. i better have a shit-ton of hours at work when i get home on monday.

jx called and told me that his winterline is pretty hot for an extra marimbist to make it out to dayton for wgi finals. i would probably be able to do it for free. fucking bills. this sucks. i miss performing, especially now that i'm not getting a music degree and i'm already aged out of drum corps. it just feels more final. i'll still be able to compete in wgi next year, but i was hoping to really settle into a university by then and focus on my degree. whatever. i miss just focusing on fun.

after the show sx and momx and i went to the liffey. we got krunk as the ballers would have you told. we talked to our neighbors and they bought us many drinks.

i like dadx's cornbread more than my roommate's cornbread... but he did fix my toilet... i feel so torn.

i miss jx.