Oof, it's practically 10:00, and it still feels early. Not a good sign ( Read more... )

Last night, my mother and I were going through the extras on the Pirates of the Caribbean DVD. I told her that I'd already watched the bit about costume design, since I love that kind of thing. She gave me one of her lovely You're Dumber Than A Post looks and said, "Now, why don't you go into that kind of thing, if that's what you like ( Read more... )

Goddamnit. I can't even go to work today, because I didn't get paid yet, and the 75 cents I have would only get me as far as downtown, with no way to get back. My mother borrowed all the cash I had yesterday, and is now gone to some unemployment thing, so I don't know when she'll be back ( Read more... )

LJ is loading all funny ( Read more... )

The squirrels are outside today, taunting our German shepherd mercilessly. We have a sort of big bay window thing (not as cool as it sounds) overlooking our ratty backyard, with a heating vent underneath. Meena's favorite afternoon spot is with her butt directly over this vent, her head poking over the window so that she can stalk the squirrels ( Read more... )

Go here. Buy things. Because I fucking told you to. Sistahs who need money must stick together ( Read more... )

At this stage in my broke-ness, I am suddenly aware of why nice girls become exotic dancers.

6, 9, 12 months of work go by so quickly. And every winter's end, I find myself in the same bloody spot - online, pawing through the classifieds ( Read more... )

Why is it, at 21, I'm already looking for the bigger, better deal? This is ridiculous ( Read more... )

Theoretical question. Say that I was just happening past K-Mart, and that I stopped in. Say that there was this big clearance rack inside, with a very beat-up My Little Pony Celebration Castle box on the bottom for $17.00. D'you think that, perhaps, I would be stupid enough to buy it ( Read more... )