Sunday Night
Someone responded to my journal entry. Isn't that strange? I never thought anyone would care about this stuff, but whaddyknow.
I listed a few things on Ebay since my last post and they sold for a lot. I'm very happy about that. Tomorrow, I have to list the autographs and stuff on Ebay so I can pay my rent! It's a sad fucking story. We're about to plunge head first into a recession and I'm a PC Support Analyst whose contract just ended. I swear, the only way I'm going to be able to get a job is to sleep with somebody... It's very depressing (well, I guess that depends on who I have to sleep with.)
I need to find the internal strength to get my ass off of the couch and clean my apartment!!! One day, I think I'm gonna just drop dead in the middle of my living room on top of a mattress of empty pizza boxes and Little Debbie cake wrappers. Oh woe is me!