so, to be honest, the novelty of being unemployed has already worn off.
sure, it was a funny (or dissapointing) story:
i have a few pre-work beers and show up smelling of booze.
i get sent home.
i quit because i know they are going to fire me.
i then receive both high fives and sad head shakes.
but see, now, i am fully aware of the implications here.
i have to pay rent.
i don't have money to pay rent.
honestly, even with a job i wasn't sure if i was going to have enough this month.
now i know i don't.
even a get a job tomorrow my paycheck won't arrive in time.
my parents can't afford to help me out (i haven't even told them yet. its a lecture i want to avoid until i atleast have things partly figured out).
i have no savings.
i have nothing of value to pawn.
i am worried.
truly worried.
i am sure this will all work out somehow,
but until that happens,
i don't know.
10:30 p.m. - 2007-03-20
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