tryst

My day was sublime -- I finally got the check for the reimbursement for my debit card that was stolen way back in February. I had filed so many affidavits -- I thought that had just deemed me a fraud and decided not to give me my money -- but I got it today, and it's a big chunk of cash-- couldn't have been happier. I actually have a wad of money that I never expected to see again -- and I can do whatever I want with it.

I could save it all for bills -- or I could get that Morrissey tat I've been wanting -- or I could use it to visit friends -- or I could get us a phone since we haven't had one for 3 months...hmmm...I dunno. Or...I could pay back all the people I owe, but most of them adore me enough to let that slide for a while.

I'm at a kinkos right now -- I can't sleep. I have tomorrow off, so it really doesn't matter. I'm going to clean the apartment, listen to techno really loudly (Squarepusher and Underworld -- I go through stages, sorry), and continue to hound my roommate about getting a job. It's starting to really bug me.

Maybe I'll go to the river, which is probably still too high to swim in, and swim anyway until the park ranger fucker comes and kicks me out. Of course, those high-water rules do exist for a reason -- maybe I'll drown. Hmmmm...drowning doesn't sound so bad.

Was going to hit up goth night at Godfrey's tonight, but I decided to visit my mommy instead. Needless to say, she did not want to look at my naked pictures. It couldn't hurt to ask... She gave me brownies, and shit about my hair, and hugs, and then shit about money. Blah blah. I love her so much...

Happy belated birthday to my little sister Emily who would probably never come to this website because she's all hardcore Christian, and somewhat conservative.

My deepest sympathies to my my roommates ex boyfriend whose father died today without warning. Life is fragile.

I'm not.
Not now, at least.
Ciao,
Me