partythighs

i started a new job as a market research tech today. fancy way of saying i call people to do phone surveys. most of them hang up on me, but that means its less work. i actually like it a lot; its easy, warm and cushy. i can draw and read or whatever while i do it, and i can take breaks whenever i want. its very nice. so far. i will hate it in a week. i really need the money though. i thought for sure i would get a bigger paycheck this time around, but my last check from the yogurt stand was only 83 bucks. and they took out 35 for taxes! this sucks! the no sales tax is nice, but because i dont have any money i cant buy anything so i really am loosing money this way. i dunno, theres a lot of drama in my house right now because my cat is making everyone sick, but i am the sickest. im pretty drugged up, so i cant tell if im getting better or not. i think i was running a fever yesterday, and i just ached. ugh. anyways, i planned my new tattoo. i think i will get it for myself for my birthday, but thats a long ways away. i dunno if anyone else will like it, but im into it. ive been thinking a lot lately about tattoos- they really can look like shit on either the very young or the very old. i guess if im ever fancy enough not to want them, i will have enough money to cover them up, and anyways clothes do the job well. plus my generation is going to be a lot of old people with tattoos, because the majority of non-punky people have them now, too. i write the about the stupidest shit in this journal, and then i realize its my life. oh well. im too sick to think straight.