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Sometimes I hate people. Okay, most of the time. Granted, I've been doing good. The past few months since being back in Chicago I have been rather hate-free. Until these past 2 weeks or so. People are just bugging the shit out of me. Read a fucking book. Learn some social skills. USE YOUR INSIDE VOICE FOR CHRISSAKES!

I have little to no patience for morons. Just sayin'.


Work has been slow. It's a long story but it is something I am sticking with (for the time being) because it has the potential to really pay off for me. But as it is, I'm barely making enough money to cover my transportation costs. I'm okay with getting a second job to help, but I can't get one until I actually live in the city. I refuse to lose the little bit of time I have with my dog. That's where my predicament is. I can't afford to live in the city without a second job, but I cant get a second job unless I already live in the city.

Yeah, I've been stressed. But luckily I have someone who is completely incredible that is keeping me going. I thrive when he is next to me. We're apartment hunting, actually.

What else...what else.... I don't have anything else at the moment.

En Fin.