syncronicity

That's the last time I rent depressing movies and buy a relatively large quantity of beer at the same time with Bunnyman. I don't want to worry. But I do.

Showered with late mother's day presents last night, the kind you make at school and color with crayon. One of which was a coupon from Kiddo saying she'd clean my dorm room. Another saying she'd love me always. I'll have to hold her to both of those.

Now I need a job. Well, I need to finish that paper by the 21st, and then I need a job. The High Life Lounge is hiring. I might try there if they pay enough, just for a change of pace. It would be interesting and depressing, watching people who can't afford much, going in and spending their entire paychecks on video lottery machines and beer.

Maybe I won't apply there. Hm. Need a job...