January 18, 2005
My own bed
I'm off the net for a few days. I'm only online here cuz my friend Rob's letting me snarf his net connection for a bit.
I'm out of money, and I forgot to sign my last unemployment form, it turns out. Yep, here in California, they make you fill out fucking paper. Three weeks after sending it in, I get it back with a note that says, woops, I fucked up, which means I have to redo the entire thing and mail it back, and all that time was lost.
In the meantime, since I'd given Comcast Monday's date for when I'd have the check, they're not being reasonable about the extra time and have shut off my television and Internet access. Which ironically means I can't look for work.
I fucking hate this.
I feel myself slowly dispairing. My mom's upset cuz I can't pay her back some money I owe her, I owe still more taxes now, and friends aren't coming around like they used to.
Fuck.
I'm out of money, and I forgot to sign my last unemployment form, it turns out. Yep, here in California, they make you fill out fucking paper. Three weeks after sending it in, I get it back with a note that says, woops, I fucked up, which means I have to redo the entire thing and mail it back, and all that time was lost.
In the meantime, since I'd given Comcast Monday's date for when I'd have the check, they're not being reasonable about the extra time and have shut off my television and Internet access. Which ironically means I can't look for work.
I fucking hate this.
I feel myself slowly dispairing. My mom's upset cuz I can't pay her back some money I owe her, I owe still more taxes now, and friends aren't coming around like they used to.
Fuck.
