…because i get *really* pissed when someone comes up to me and says “looks like someone has a case of the mondays!”
that’s the kind of shit that gets you the Glare of Death or a swift kick to the shins.
i’ve been in this realm of funk for a while now. pretty much, since i had to leave Job of Immense Evil. because ever since then i’ve been shrouded in a Giant Cloud of Doom. every day that passes when i don’t have a phone and incur more and more debt leaves me continuously paranoid and morose. i want nothing more than to just get a god damned full-time job and have just a chance to claw myself out of this giant, bottomless abyss of debt that is threatening to swallow me whole.
it didn’t help that hooking up the internet in our tiny little casa del buttsex ate about $100 in equipment costs that i just can’t really afford at the moment.
and you know, when i’m alone…i’m in just a Bad Mood. i’m depressive and listening to music far too loud and smoking far too much and miserable. when scooter’s gone or i’m not at work and i’m aimlessly wandering the streets. Everything Is Wrong.
and i hate it.
even seeing the boy doesn’t cheer me up quite as much as it used to. mainly because, well he’s been great about everything. even though he’s totally dating a big fat stupid loser…it’s just.
i’m in a bad mood.
a serious funk.
and i can’t find my way out.
