The message boards here amaze me at times. 
I really should stop checking them, but it's like watching a train wreck. I'm in sheer awe of how naive and misguided some of these people are. Maybe it's because I don't ever see the world becoming the super happy happy fun time that so many of them are so ignorantly myopic about.
Anyway...got to see some friends I haven't seen in months last night. They were telling me about this girl we went to school with getting kidnapped, forced into prostitution, and then having kids with, and marrying the guy. I was in first grade with this girl, and then had classes my freshman year with her too. Bizarre.
Man, Atlanta Comic Convention is on Sunday, and I am brooooooooooooke! Always the case! I have to be a miser this month, I was way too free with the cash during January. Ah well.
Somehow the company the distributes my debt consolidation payment had payments run late to a couple of my creditors. Yay.
Damn I need those W2's from my construction job so I can knock some of this shit out.
Which sadly reminds me. My sister told me last night my boss from the construction job wrecked his bike, and suffered a few broken ribs, a major concussion, and had to have his spleen removed.
He's been a friend of the family for a long time.
I really should stop checking them, but it's like watching a train wreck. I'm in sheer awe of how naive and misguided some of these people are. Maybe it's because I don't ever see the world becoming the super happy happy fun time that so many of them are so ignorantly myopic about.
Anyway...got to see some friends I haven't seen in months last night. They were telling me about this girl we went to school with getting kidnapped, forced into prostitution, and then having kids with, and marrying the guy. I was in first grade with this girl, and then had classes my freshman year with her too.
Bizarre.
Man, Atlanta Comic Convention is on Sunday, and I am brooooooooooooke! Always the case! I have to be a miser this month, I was way too free with the cash during January. Ah well.
Somehow the company the distributes my debt consolidation payment had payments run late to a couple of my creditors. Yay.
Damn I need those W2's from my construction job so I can knock some of this shit out.
Which sadly reminds me. My sister told me last night my boss from the construction job wrecked his bike, and suffered a few broken ribs, a major concussion, and had to have his spleen removed.
He's been a friend of the family for a long time.
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And that girl that got kidnapped... Jesus... The town I'm in is nothing but a bunch of sick stories like that. I could go on forever about each and every sad story I've heard from around here... Oh well. Shit happens, I guess.