[is grumbling]

another less than extravagant day.

got to mop the floors and leave early at work today. for $7.70 an hour, it hardly seems worth it.

walking my neighbor's dog for the weekend, so that'll get me some pocket change. i can't believe i'm working this much! i went from never having worked a day in my life, to juggling three jobs at different intervals! and its not like i get a lot of money either! although that last paycheck was enough to take my breath away...

continue to feel lousy considering my middle's erupting like a long-suffering crater. that's an obtuse way of saying i can't go swimming for the next five days. nevermind.

i find it very hard to reconcile the fact that the ones i love are the ones who really know how to get me angry. they know how to make me yell, to make me cry. and yet i love them more than anything else. i think it was nathaniel hawthorne in the Scarlet Letter who said love and hate are very much alike, but in my case, they are not so much alike as related.

i'd hate to be a type-casted actor, but some people just seem to only fit one role.

time for bed. don't even know why i'm still on when i should be sleeping. i don't care what my friends say about sleeping when you're dead.

adieu, drink lots of water, and don't talk about politics.