Jul. 13th, 2014

eschatologically: ([ the fox and the fey ])
Real life, real shit.

Money sucks. And yet, I'm trying to move to So Cal by next year, to San Diego. Why? I've spent my entire 20s in the Bay Area, with the same guy, doing the same thing for years on end. I haven't met any of my personal goals. I'm 30 and I'm still doing the same shit, living in the same place. I'm over it, I'm done with it. I need new faces and new places to be, and the one thing keeping me in the Bay (my mother) is coming with me, so I'm not too stressed about it.

Got cleared for food assistance, but while the money has been deposited it's not actually available and look I just want to buy some quick & easy food at Trader Joe's is that so much to ask? Apparently, yes. Thus far in my 30s I've shown that I still can't be trusted with money as I spent $200 in two days without intending to.

I don't make enough to be doing this, y'all.

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