what the fuck have i done all day?! it is two-thirty pm, and i feel like a bum.

I got home around two am last night, quickly showered and hopped into bed. i couldn't sleep so i just laid there thinking too much. woke up to a phone call thismorning from my lovely friend stella, cause i'd wanted to go blackberry picking with her and rachel, but i was half dead at eleven am, so i didn't go. i got up and ate some pop tarts, gave my dog a bath cause he was stinky, i started doing laundry and made a few phone calls on rooms for rent, cause i'm going to need to move like really soon, and looking for new jobs online because i didn't get that raise.

i was right about the excellence review: my boss gave me all sorts of praise but nicely tried to say there was room for improvement. i paraphrased his praises and he raised an eyebrow, then admitted that they cannot afford to give out raises right now, although i am deserving of one. well, that's really nice, sir, but i took this cheap ass job with the promise of a higher position and right now i'm barely making rent.

which leads back to the moving situation.... i don't want to move. at all. i love this little house and i love my things and my space and i'm sure as shit not getting rid of my dog... and ugh! if only i made like three times as much money as i do now, then i could afford to stay here and be in school without having to work so damn much. is that too much to ask?! so anyways, i've called on a couple cheap rooms for rent, although i hate the idea of roomates and/or storing my furniture. i have a nice sofa and stuff, i'm going to be paying at least a hundred bucks a month on a storage unit. so that means i need an even cheaper room. as long as me and my dog are cool there.

yeah. i'm still in my jammies. i need to revise my resume and get crackin on my homework. i'm pretty sure i have a test tomorrow morning. but i'm too scatter brained to remember anything correctly at the moment.