i just found $20 in jeans i never wear. i love that.
and today i loaned an absolutely normal looking man $8 because he said he was locked out of his new house and needed gas...and he'd be back in an hour to pay me back. he never came :( and i don't love that.
note to self: check jean pockets regularly for cash and don't trust strangers
lately i feel like i can't even think... like my choices are door number one or door number two and i know exactly what is behind those doors buuuut.... i wish i didn't.
and i wish i was just forced to choose a door and have no idea what was ahead of me.
can someone just choose the door for me? i'd appreciate it a lot.
and then like ten minutes later this girl came in and ordered a drink, and i went to give it to her she was taking a hit off of a pipe...right in front of me.