12.02.09 - new month
I can't believe it's December already. I can't believe New Years is right around the corner. I can't believe I'm so fucking broke.
So I got paid as I normally do for the month of November which means for the month of December, I am not going to be paid normally due to my off time in November. Great. Not that I celebrate Christmas or even participate in the holidays in any kind of financially crippling way, but it's just not a good time to have any kind of deduction in income.
My Home Owner's Association dues are due in January. I can do a payment plan, but I'd rather not fuck that up and owe those assholes. I need to start hustlin already.
Fuck my liiiiiiiiffffffffffffffffffffe.
12.04.09 - off
Man, I feel off. I don't know how to explain it.
The carpet installers came and installed my bad ass carpet today in the two bedrooms. I'm really excited about that because it's progress. I'm not excited about the fact that I technically haven't paid for it yet. But I have a year to do it with no interest.
Tonight after work I gotta head over to the apartment and start cleaning! Jenn is coming in from Dallas tomorrow to stay at the place. There's sooo much to be done. I don't know how much of it I can do, but at least the upstairs is decent. It's just the downstairs tile areas, kitchen, and garage that I gotta worry about.
12.07.09 - still off
Man. My shit is just... fucked up. And I am not helping the situation at all. December is by far the shittiest month I've had in 2009 financially and it's not even because of the holidays.
12.08.09 - Think, geek!
I am a huge fan of ThinkGeek!
During my regular work-day browsing, I came across the I Love You bean. SO SWEET!
Also, I want this and this. There's so much stuff on ThinkGeek and I want it allllllll!
A year ago I weighed 110lbs and wore a 34B bra. It's not hard to see where the 20lbs I gained went... but damn.
I was really hoping to take some courses this Spring but ACC doesn't give a fuck about the students that didn't start in the Fall like everyone else. I FUCKING HATE ACC.
I guess it just wasn't meant to be in the Spring. Better luck in the Summer or Fall, I guess.
12.18.09 - oops
Damn, it's been a while! No wonder Tricky D was bitching. Ten days! Oh noz!!!
I've been trying to write my incarcerated buddy letters regularly and this week I was totally sucking. I guess I can say the same for my blog?
I've been busy drinking and trying to clean up the house little by little so I can continue with the renovations. Not in that order, of course.
This past Wednesday has helped me to appreciate those around me that know how to behave like decent people. Hell, not just Wednesday night, but last weekend too. I want to say like gentlemen, but it's really more as gentlemanly as they can when really, really drunk. More specifically, they tend to stray far from general ass-hattery.
As for Wednesday, don't slam a girl's car door in her own face because she doesn't want to kiss you. Especially when you've had way too fucking much to drink to even TRY to woo a girl in the first place. Douche baggery.
I went downtown last night with a couple friends and had a great time. Afterward, I stopped by the apartment and took a shower and changed. It reminded me of why I really like having two places to live. I only wish I could afford it.
It was a much calmer night downtown than I'm used to but I'm not complaining because it was a Thursday night. The wildin' out should be kept to weekends for the reason of Sunday recovering. I can deal perfectly well with only the standard hangover at work during the week. Anything beyond that is not good.
I am soooo tired from last night! All I want to do is go home and pass out. I'll probably try to clean out my car and find my vehicle registration form that I frickin lost. I cannot, I CANNOT get pulled over. For anything.
Tomorrow night, Chy comes back down from Dtown. Some of you may remember a very, very brief "appearance" of Chyanne Nicole from a few years ago. We have much partying to do this weekend but won't be able to get started until Saturday. Boo.
My other drinking/downtown buddy facebooked about being sick and saving money, so she may be out for the weekend. A good friend of ours is turning 21 on Saturday. I've texted and emailed him everyday reminding him of and counting down to his birthday. I am SO excited about partying it up, but I have to keep reminding myself that HE is turning 21, not me.
What else?
Today at work, I managed NOT to load Diablo II even once! And in about 25 minutes we're doing the stupid, mandatory Secret Santa and I do NOT appreciate it. I don't appreciate being forced to participate in this sort of thing. Especially when everyone else got regular paychecks this 15th and have ONE place they pay to live in. $10 is a lot to me. Seriously.
Sunday night is our company Christmas party. The person I originally wanted to take me couldn't go, so Chy Nic will be my date for the evening. I have the dress, shoes, but have no idea what to do with my hair. I wear it down every day at work or in a bun, so it'll be so boring and redundant if I wear it that way again but that's probably what will happen.
It will be a dry party, so Chy and I plan on bringing our own party favors. Check the Flickr page for live updates from the party unless I'm too drunk to remember to do it.
I love Flickr. Thanks to Burn & Crash for the upgrade to Pro.
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