I try not to complain, so when my life goes to shit I tend not to actually post anything. That should change pretty soon. Moving the hell out of this hellhole, got a second position at work so I’m not constantly interacting with idiots, life’s kinda looking up. Also I got new running shoes and I pull carts sixteen hours a week. Guess who will be in awesome shape pretty soon, barring...
45 minutes until I have to leave for work, and I’ve yet to set foot in the house…I’m not talking to my parents at the moment and I’m reluctant to give them the opportunity to shit all over me (obviously metaphorically) right before work. But I do need to make my hair somewhat less Flock of Seagulls-esque. And I should probably eat something. And I should probably change out...