whatmoonsongs

Ew. I am not happy right now. Scary chest pain for, like, a month now, among other things that are making me unhappy. Everyone says I'm not dying, but I don't believe them. All I want to do is lie around in bed because of this fucking uncomfortableness. Can't even see a doctor because the stupid insurance company hasn't sent me my papers... I'm not even signed up yet. **Tears of sadness.** It's a good thing all I want to do is lie around in bed... keeps me from chain-smoking, as I'd otherwise be inclined do. I'm totally against smoking in my apartment... it's not worth freezing my ass off outside in the wind and rain. It's February now, which means I begin the seeking of employment in places that are not here. I called up the Starbucks in Yucca Valley (yes, that's right, it's the only one for 35 miles) and said, "Yo, bitches! I'm coming down and I want a job!"... or something like that. (Ooh. Sneaker Pimps playing at the internet cafe... this song reminds me of being in, like, 7th grade... I love it.) Totally sending resumes out this weekend. Totally.