gayballs

I sold the car for $1400. That's a lot more than anyone bet me i would make off of a '97 corolla.
maybe i can get something somewhat nice when I get where I'm going. I have more money now than I've had maybe ever.

I went to the barbershop just now and it cost me $15 to have them ruin my hair. They fucking taped it, Miami style. fucking asshole. the guy could have asked, but he didn't. instead he just went and cut it.
fucking fuck.

anyway, today was crazy.
i had to go to work and give back all their uniforms and key cards and parking pass and all that shit.
they blocked me from logging onto a computer there because they're totally suspicious of everyone.

I also returned my lisence plate and cancelled my car insurance.
i went to the doctor (this took almost two hours) to get a prescription for more effexxor halfies.
I did all of this with a nasty, nasty hangover. Last night my hot and tough and amazing friend amanda came and picked me up. she wanted to send me off in her own drunken way. we drank a lot and smoked enough so that i don't even want a cigarette today (nor have I had one).



I miss hillary, who says "I'm angry and hurt. i'm better off if you just let me go" through text."
it makes me really goddamn sad if i give it too long. i really hurt her in the worst way.
She took me off of her top 8. she changed her status to single. I know it sounds ridiculous but it hurts. she's letting the world know that we're not together anymore.

i'm so tired and i just want to go to sleep. i'm too tired/stressed about this move to be excited about tomorrow.


"you stupid douchenozzle"