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@symptom I dunno. The people? |
I kinda miss the East Coast. Maybe I should have moved to Baltimore. |
I got confused and thought my food stamp appointment was today instead of tomorrow. Why? Because I'm malnourished, dummy! |
Oh well. Back to quietly ranting to myself about the ridiculously high price of apple cider in this, an apple-producing state. |
Can't sleep. WTF? I woke up at like 11am today. That's early for unemployed slobs like me. |
Ah, "Work @ Home Job Position". I wonder if they pay with money cash bank checks for depositing. |
Too weird to fit in, not weird enough to be a misfit. |
Oooh. Threatening notice from the landlords. This is getting funner by the day. |
Me and my neighbor are playing Bacon Wars, apparently. You guys should come over. |
Also, thanks to the tweeps who've asked where I've been. I've been nowhere you want to hear about, but I appreciate it sincerely. xo |
Got the Indian food but they forgot to give me the sauce that I like. It's a disappointment AND a life metaphor. |
The part where I punch the package of ramen...that's my favorite part. Of life. |
Riiight, so marijuana is still considered a Schedule I drug but I can buy a five pound bag of Skittles for $1.99? |
Google Street View for Seattle, finally. They blurred out the "No Iraq War" sticker on my window. My ass cheeks, OTOH: crystal clear. |
Sleep. Eat. Sleep. Eat. Sleep...Aw fuck, I've turned into my cats. Neuter me? |
Mmm. Tamales for dinner. Hot ones. (The candy kind.) |
Eff it. I need a job. Please hire me. Skills: Sleeping in, staring at the Internet, candy. |
If my neighborhood is any indication, the real winner tonight is honking. |
Hooray. I'm conceding to these celebratory black bean tacos. |
@ki_lo Ha. Thanks? |
