I don't have to work until 5 tonight. I'm giving a weeks notice. It's one of my other neighbors birthday tonight and I was invited out to dinner with them, instead I get to be yelled at like I'm some foriegn asshole that can't speak english but is more than willing to work for 3.35 an hour. If that was the case, I'd be picking oranges and getting a farmer's tan. You have to start somewhere though. I'm just glad I'm starting at the bottom, so that when I rise, I'll know what its like and treat everyone else the way I wished I was treated, and I'll be a better person for it.
I am afraid of the bed because I'm afraid of waking up alone. If I sleep on the couch, I trick myself into thinking that it was just a nap. Which it usually is anyway. I don't sleep more than a couple hours at a time. I'm just weird like that...
I am afraid of the bed because I'm afraid of waking up alone. If I sleep on the couch, I trick myself into thinking that it was just a nap. Which it usually is anyway. I don't sleep more than a couple hours at a time. I'm just weird like that...