Ok. So I guess I should say something more. The thing is I already have an online journal. but you don't really care about that do you?
Instead of the usual "this is me" bullshit, I am going to pretend like you have been privy to my other journal and go from there.
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Woo Hoo! That's right I said "woo hoo!" I can't help it. My check yesterday was indecently huge. Fouteen hours of overtime. But what does it all really amount to? Pots and pans, dishes, utensils, glasses, hiking boots, backpack, sleepingbag, laundry hamper, foam mattress pad, a couple posters and a wire organizer rack. The rest of my money is reserved for food, bills and the possibility of having to shell out cash for my textbooks.
It's times like these when I wish I could abuse the priviledge of a credit card.
Moving is a pain in the ass... especially when you own nothing.
You'd think that having nothing would make moving easier. WRONG. Because now you have to go and buy everything. And it adds up quick. I spent over $300 yesterday. And I'm looking to spend even more.
My parents will be coming up from Oregon on the 26th with all my furniture in tow. Which mean I get too sleep on the floor until then. And when I do get my bed I will get to sleep on a squeaky bed.
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On another note... I feel all this pressure indicate my favorite SG(s). Lame. Why cant I like them all. But no. I get to be belittled and labelled as a fence sitter simply because I refuse to play favorites.
I'd make a stand and make it a point not to, but the truth is I'll probably bow down to the will of the (m)ASSES and point and click on some random beauty's name. Or however the fuck it works.
Enough of this Journal. I have pretty girls to look at.
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Instead of the usual "this is me" bullshit, I am going to pretend like you have been privy to my other journal and go from there.
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Woo Hoo! That's right I said "woo hoo!" I can't help it. My check yesterday was indecently huge. Fouteen hours of overtime. But what does it all really amount to? Pots and pans, dishes, utensils, glasses, hiking boots, backpack, sleepingbag, laundry hamper, foam mattress pad, a couple posters and a wire organizer rack. The rest of my money is reserved for food, bills and the possibility of having to shell out cash for my textbooks.
It's times like these when I wish I could abuse the priviledge of a credit card.
Moving is a pain in the ass... especially when you own nothing.
You'd think that having nothing would make moving easier. WRONG. Because now you have to go and buy everything. And it adds up quick. I spent over $300 yesterday. And I'm looking to spend even more.
My parents will be coming up from Oregon on the 26th with all my furniture in tow. Which mean I get too sleep on the floor until then. And when I do get my bed I will get to sleep on a squeaky bed.
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On another note... I feel all this pressure indicate my favorite SG(s). Lame. Why cant I like them all. But no. I get to be belittled and labelled as a fence sitter simply because I refuse to play favorites.
I'd make a stand and make it a point not to, but the truth is I'll probably bow down to the will of the (m)ASSES and point and click on some random beauty's name. Or however the fuck it works.
Enough of this Journal. I have pretty girls to look at.
=^-^=