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Nov. 5th, 2001 06:15 pmI hate being poor. I just got paid Friday, just paid my rent, and now I'm strapped 'til next Friday. Those apartment startup costs hit me pretty good.
I'm afraid that it's about to get sho-nuf fuckin' cold. It was bright and sunny this morning, so I figured it would warm up during the day, but noooo. Now the wind is blowing like a madman and I think I'm in for it... I hate winter. I don't even like coats.
Despite all that, I'm in a good mood. Work's going fine, and I'm pretty much out from under the bug or whatever it was I had. For some reason, though, I'm completely brain dead and can't think of anything decent to write. Oh well, I tried.
I'm afraid that it's about to get sho-nuf fuckin' cold. It was bright and sunny this morning, so I figured it would warm up during the day, but noooo. Now the wind is blowing like a madman and I think I'm in for it... I hate winter. I don't even like coats.
Despite all that, I'm in a good mood. Work's going fine, and I'm pretty much out from under the bug or whatever it was I had. For some reason, though, I'm completely brain dead and can't think of anything decent to write. Oh well, I tried.
