| mom calls me punkin but I think she means pumpkin ( @ 2005-04-06 21:48:00 |
| Current mood: | hopeless |
| Current music: | Tomahawk - Mit Gas (Advance) - 08 - When the Stars Begin to Fall |
an essay in self-loathing
I can't possibly update this thing with everything significant that's happened since my last entry. I'll guess I'll shoot for some highlights (and low-lites...).
Everything kind of sucks lately.
That being the case, I just up and went to NYC for my spring break. by myself. I stayed with Donna, whom I used to work with. she's rad for letting me freeload and chaperoning me. I've seen most of the touristy stuff in the city before so I kinda just hung out for a few days. no itinerary for me. the weather was miserable, but the trip was great. nothing opulent, just the getaway I needed. I finally got around to getting photos online today -- actually took about 10 seconds once I found a quick tool for gallery creation. I borrowed the digital camera that my roommate gave to his girlfriend for Christmas, and it ate batteries every 10 minutes and took crappy pictures so I really didn't use it much. Some of what's online are terrible shots, I just never felt like deleting 'em before I moved them to the PC.
Just clicky on that one to see the rest.
I got arrested in December. That was fun. I had court today but the scheduled judge wasn't there and the fill-in apparently didn't have jurisdiction to try my case, so another 6 a.m. day for me next Wednesday.
Work is slow. The owners are cool, it's generally an easy place to work, but I need to make more money soon or find another job.
I dropped my classes again. I am the scourge of the earth.
I've been dogsitting for the last two weeks. She's been good, but today I came home to a roll of toilet paper destroyed all over the living room, and then she got out of the back yard and ran around the neighborhood until luckily a neighbor got her in. it's just not my day.
I hate women. I don't even like myself all that much right now.
