yesterday i had to take my car back to the mechanic cause it was still leaking fucking transmisson fluid. anyways, so when gramps took me to go pick it up, for some reason, i EXPECTED him to offer me 20 bucks for gas or food or something, and then i was kind of, a little pissed that he didn't. so i was bitching about it last night to Garrett and he helped me realize that i have a job and, yea, im fucking broke, but no one is going to know that unless i say something. which i never will. its a secret. so i felt bad.
but today when i crawled up to grams and gramp's doorstep asking for food, they handed me a check....the exact ammount of money i paid to get my car fixed. i am such a fucking lame. then they fed me and even gave me $20 for gas. so now i feel like a lamer lame. and anywho.
i got perverted messages on the voice mail of the phone i dont use. thats always disturbingly entertaining.
k, gottta go. got lots of lame shit to take care of.
k, depositing a check for lots of money isn't lame,
but some other stuff is
k, bye
but today when i crawled up to grams and gramp's doorstep asking for food, they handed me a check....the exact ammount of money i paid to get my car fixed. i am such a fucking lame. then they fed me and even gave me $20 for gas. so now i feel like a lamer lame. and anywho.
i got perverted messages on the voice mail of the phone i dont use. thats always disturbingly entertaining.
k, gottta go. got lots of lame shit to take care of.
k, depositing a check for lots of money isn't lame,
but some other stuff is
k, bye
i need to save my typing pain for later.
love yor more everyday.
k, nye.