October
October was interesting. I guess. In that Chinese curse kind of way?
We have this thing at the Store, a month-long promotion where we have sales during the weekend. We do this because, in October, the State Fair opens for about two weeks and sucks ALL the money out of the local economy. Last year we did pretty good with our events. This year? Eh. Not so much.
I think our energies were all off (and doesn't THAT sound fuckin' New Agey) because Landlord's 16-year-old kid has come to live with us. The Golden Child (as I privately refer to him in a non-asshole way I assure you) has come from a pretty shit situation with his mom and he's doing a lot better here with his dad. Just the combination of structure and not having a step-parent shout horrible things into your face probably already make us about a thousand times better.
I took my BiPolar Friend out for the day the other day. I kind of wish I hadn't spent so much time with him. He's my friend and I like him, but I was about ready to murder his fat ass by the time I dropped him off at his house. I feel guilty feeling that way but not as guilty as I think I should. Does that make sense? Eh.
In other friend news, I am going to be housesitting for my Circus Friend for a couple of weeks while she and her husband tramp around Hawaii for two weeks. Their house is nice even if the driveway is pure hell on Earth. They have cats and I'm going to be looking after them. I met them the other night and they seem pretty cool. One is on Xanax, I kid you not. I'm supposed to give her half a tab, hidden in her food, once a day. It's not because she's psycho or anything, it's just that the Xanax is being used to treat something else. Eh. Cats. Anyway, it'll be nice to have a change of scene. I guess. I am going to miss my bed tremendously. I just hope their home Internet isn't sucky.
Halloween just passed and it sort of went tits up on me this year. I don't know. I just couldn't seem to muster any enthusiasm or spirit. It just kind of came and went and I didn't even WANT to go out and buy 50% off candy.
AND my favorite music/video store is closing in January. I'm more bummed out about that than I probably should be because now the only stores left around town that carry stuff like that are 2nd & Charles (for movies), and a couple of local stores that are just a fucking pain in the ass to get to for me. My store was across the parking lot from my job. It was super-convenient and, if I'm being honest, super-fucking-cheap.
I don't know. I don't know anything. I'm just going through the motions these days. Everything feels wrapped up in plastic and I don't know if I should just scream or lay there and let everything smother me to death.
Anyway, that was my October.
Now November is here and it's probably gonna be sucky too.
We have this thing at the Store, a month-long promotion where we have sales during the weekend. We do this because, in October, the State Fair opens for about two weeks and sucks ALL the money out of the local economy. Last year we did pretty good with our events. This year? Eh. Not so much.
I think our energies were all off (and doesn't THAT sound fuckin' New Agey) because Landlord's 16-year-old kid has come to live with us. The Golden Child (as I privately refer to him in a non-asshole way I assure you) has come from a pretty shit situation with his mom and he's doing a lot better here with his dad. Just the combination of structure and not having a step-parent shout horrible things into your face probably already make us about a thousand times better.
I took my BiPolar Friend out for the day the other day. I kind of wish I hadn't spent so much time with him. He's my friend and I like him, but I was about ready to murder his fat ass by the time I dropped him off at his house. I feel guilty feeling that way but not as guilty as I think I should. Does that make sense? Eh.
In other friend news, I am going to be housesitting for my Circus Friend for a couple of weeks while she and her husband tramp around Hawaii for two weeks. Their house is nice even if the driveway is pure hell on Earth. They have cats and I'm going to be looking after them. I met them the other night and they seem pretty cool. One is on Xanax, I kid you not. I'm supposed to give her half a tab, hidden in her food, once a day. It's not because she's psycho or anything, it's just that the Xanax is being used to treat something else. Eh. Cats. Anyway, it'll be nice to have a change of scene. I guess. I am going to miss my bed tremendously. I just hope their home Internet isn't sucky.
Halloween just passed and it sort of went tits up on me this year. I don't know. I just couldn't seem to muster any enthusiasm or spirit. It just kind of came and went and I didn't even WANT to go out and buy 50% off candy.
AND my favorite music/video store is closing in January. I'm more bummed out about that than I probably should be because now the only stores left around town that carry stuff like that are 2nd & Charles (for movies), and a couple of local stores that are just a fucking pain in the ass to get to for me. My store was across the parking lot from my job. It was super-convenient and, if I'm being honest, super-fucking-cheap.
I don't know. I don't know anything. I'm just going through the motions these days. Everything feels wrapped up in plastic and I don't know if I should just scream or lay there and let everything smother me to death.
Anyway, that was my October.
Now November is here and it's probably gonna be sucky too.