I am so ridiculously poor right now.

I have no idea what I'm going to do.

Unless I do something, I'm going to end up being one of those people who rent forever because they can't afford to save any money up to buy a place.

Something has got to change.

That is all.

I didn't get the job. The job I was guaranteed to get, to the point that the manager of that group asked me when I could start ( Read more... )

I'm so fucking bored at work right now ( Read more... )

iPod thing I stole from Hollywood ( Read more... )

I'm going to keep a little running journal for as long as I feel like on the NFL Draft going on right now. It's not going to go over every pick, just the highlights ( Read more... )

[Who was your best friend ( Read more... )

UNITE!

There are so many athletes born on the same day as me, and yet my body broke down at 20. How did this happen? Trox Nixon and Jason Varitek are going strong, Bret Saberhagen pitched for a long time, Harley Race wrestled for decades. Dustin Runnels would be wrestling now if he weren't such a fucking whack job ( Read more... )

So, I think I'm having a mid-life crisis. I'm 23. Ugh ( Read more... )

I can't write personal entries at work; I'm too paranoid.

I can't write them at the apartment; I get no privacy.

So here's another survey!