Procrastinator extraordinaire.
Right now there are several productive things I could be doing.
Since the meter on the love/hate relationship I have with all this ass is tipped slightly to the hate end could be working out.
Should really be searching for some kind of cheap health insurance for the young, single, and marginally employed since need it before school starts up.
So how about I blather on about nothing of consequence on a blog that no one really cares about.
Sounds like an excellent plan.
Back to the marginally employed thing. Am looking at fall schedule wondering just exactly where to squeeze in work shifts. Staying up all night and class/clinicals all day not gonna happen.
Really need someone to pay me to spend the night with them. I put out. Am decent company. Hell give me a grocery allowance and I'll even cook breakfast. And considering the very little amount of money I currently make it would be dirt cheap.
What's that you said, whoring is illegal? Shit there goes that idea.
Well unless you go the state sanctioned route and call it marriage.
Pass.
And in related news my ex-mother in law likes to try and call me. Good luck with that. 'Cause interacting with a textbook definition sociopath from the backwoods of Kentucky is way up there on my list of things to do. Somewhere right between swallowing broken glass and sucking off Dick Cheney.
Bless the angel who invented caller I.D.
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