I have no idea how I spent four hundred dollars this weekend. All I did was eat out twice and go out dancing Saturday night. I also got my haircut (I have been oh so fortunate to find a place that washes, cuts, and styles my hair for twenty bucks). That's it. Where on earth did the rest of it go? I feel so irresponsible right now. Damnit, it sucks. My long-time (most of the time, gone) s.o.b. is coming home this weekend. Can't wait. Have seen him 3 times in the past year. He's coming home for good. Spending the night in Austin, gonna have a good time. He's moving to that place where Antigone lives (go Rangers), so he'll be 45 minutes away instead of 18 hours, which is good, but bad, but I'll get over it. I work a helluva lot, but most of the time don't have anything to show for it. I drive an economy car and rent a house from relatives for dirt-cheap. You'd think I would learn to save some money or something, but no, I lose it. Yeah, I am irresponsible. I'm not stuck in a dead-end job, that's good, but the only way to move up is to know the right people, which I don't. God bless Mom and Dad for bringing me up traditionally (meaning, living within a 5 mile radius all my life), and showing me the value of community. Too bad it wasn't a 50 mile radius. Now I'm scared to go out and meet new people, well, have been, but working through it. I never eat well, and I'm too lazy to exercise. Have given up on trying to be what I was in high school (gotta love growing up, thank goodness I realized it early enough). Is it bad that the last book I read was some stupid romance novel by Nora Roberts. Yeah, she's great if you live in some fantasy world where women are perfect, and down-to-earth, and men have terrific, exciting jobs. Gonna start a book called The Second *Something* by a guy I've never heard of. Hope it's all I expect it to be (nothing). I think I'm done. I feel better now. Thanks for listening. |
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