there are worse places i could be.
i have some very loose prospects cooking for work. i could always continue to work this job and go ahead with the move. the commute would be BANANAS- time wise and financially- but at least i’d have a job until something else came through.
fuck it, my life’s crazy as it is, might as well heap some more wildness on top in the name of getting my ass to new york city right? i’m also considering staying with some friends, or worse yet, my folks. ugh. definitely don’t wanna move back home for any length of time, but i gotta do what i gotta do.
i spent some time cleaning out my fridge and some other maintenance shit today. didn’t get as much as i wanted done, but i had to break and cook dinner.
anyway. i just thought i’d check in and whine a little more. it’s 2:31am though. i’ll holla.
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