Whatever. I'm due for a long entry, an extended rant, but I think it'll wait...maybe. My rollercoaster of a life continues, with good news and closure, of course comes bad news and bullshit. The good news, I don't have to go to court. The bad, the total bill was 694.75. Christmas is cancelled, gotta love the timing. The rollercoaster ride continues, I cashed my ASM check and it had hours missing. Great. Woot. Joy.
I'm actually just glad I came up with the money, I thought I had it, then I didn't. That's one of the reasons I didn't make it to H on Saturday. I came up with it, but I had to use money I thought I'd be using on Xmas gifts. Whatever. Most of these assholes don't deserve presents anyway, and it's supposed to be about Jesus, isn't it?
I've stared at this screen for forty-five minutes and this is the best I can muster. I hate when I get like this, like I'm overflowing with material, but I can't lay it down on the page.
I should get to bed, especially if I'm going to be digging Mora out of the snow tomorrow morning.
Now it's been like an hour.
I'm watching Chong on Leno, fuckin' hilarious.
Oh, out of all my stupid bullshit, my pondering, lamenting, forlorn, despondant crap, remember that tomorrow is World AIDS day.
I should be more coherent tomorrow...