Wednesday, September 21, 2011
Tuesday, September 6, 2011
Freedom at last.
I was going to switch to wordpress for my blog, but fuck it. I'm used to blogspot and even if google doesn't give a shit about blogspot anymore... I do. I love you, blog spot.
Today is the... 7th, which means that I have been out of my terrible roommate situation for a week. My happy personality is back, the flea bites are healing, and I've been eating normally again. I made bruschetta tonight. BRUSCHETTA! It was simple and delicous. My roommate for the month, Jenny, is very into Italy and actually has the Italian flag hanging in the apartment, and all I've been eating is Italian food or fried potatoes smothered in seasoning with fried eggs and bacon. I'm not complaining.
I broke up with Steve. I feel terrible, but I just couldn't see it working a year or wherever from now. I'm over the scene I've been in. I'm over dating guys in it. He's a great dude, I just can't do it anymore.
The roommates at the old place completely ruined any fun I ever had coming out to shows in this city. At least punk shows. There's a difference between being a punk and being immature children. I understand I was one and I am still kind of one, but I'm trying to make that right now.
I get my loan money at the end of next week. I'm paying my rent (at my new place in Clintonville) 2 months in advance and I will be attending school. I'll find a part time job, but right now I have plasma donation money and it's enough to get by. I also have to figure out a way to get a new social security card, so I'm not really in a rush of getting into that stressful process. It's more complicated.
My phone is on its last leg. It will barely charge, I have to fidget with the charger and the battery just to get it to do anything. This will probably be my last month with Revol.
Um, anything else to update on? Not really. I'm just chillin and living life right now. I'm ok with it. I'm happy. I'm going to bed happy tonight, I'll wake up happy. I have dinner tomorrow. Life is good.
Today is the... 7th, which means that I have been out of my terrible roommate situation for a week. My happy personality is back, the flea bites are healing, and I've been eating normally again. I made bruschetta tonight. BRUSCHETTA! It was simple and delicous. My roommate for the month, Jenny, is very into Italy and actually has the Italian flag hanging in the apartment, and all I've been eating is Italian food or fried potatoes smothered in seasoning with fried eggs and bacon. I'm not complaining.
I broke up with Steve. I feel terrible, but I just couldn't see it working a year or wherever from now. I'm over the scene I've been in. I'm over dating guys in it. He's a great dude, I just can't do it anymore.
The roommates at the old place completely ruined any fun I ever had coming out to shows in this city. At least punk shows. There's a difference between being a punk and being immature children. I understand I was one and I am still kind of one, but I'm trying to make that right now.
I get my loan money at the end of next week. I'm paying my rent (at my new place in Clintonville) 2 months in advance and I will be attending school. I'll find a part time job, but right now I have plasma donation money and it's enough to get by. I also have to figure out a way to get a new social security card, so I'm not really in a rush of getting into that stressful process. It's more complicated.
My phone is on its last leg. It will barely charge, I have to fidget with the charger and the battery just to get it to do anything. This will probably be my last month with Revol.
Um, anything else to update on? Not really. I'm just chillin and living life right now. I'm ok with it. I'm happy. I'm going to bed happy tonight, I'll wake up happy. I have dinner tomorrow. Life is good.
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