Depressed...and I don't know why
Well, today started out like any other day. Got up late. Didn't want to go in. Went to pick up my sister. This is were it was a little different, but not much. Maddie is sick, again, so Lisa stayed home. I finally got to work, blew some money on scratch tickets, and started doing her job, and mine. Makes for a fast day, but now here I sit waiting for her to call me to get a list of names from her. i hate waiting. Not to mention, the mailer we're doing is printing, but of course we ran out of paper for it and good luck finding anything in her office! Again, waiting for her. The passanger side tire on my car has metal tread showing through, but tires for my car are like $105 a tire. Who can afford that?! Not to mention, mom's still using the car, but doesn't help with the up keep. And very rarely puts gas in it. I'm told I've got a lot of friends, but none seem to come around unless then need something. Not all, so don't everyone freak out. Not that a lot of people read this anyway. I even feel that way about Dale from time to time. Like he only wants me for sex or tattoos or money. No one ever just wants to hang out like in the old days of ghost hunting and shit like that, but then again....the only thing interesting about me is that I tattoo....big deal. I've got the cheapest prices around, and boy, watch people pick my work apart, but let a real peice of shit come out of Ron's shop, and everyone loves it. Maybe if I raise prices, and make my work shittier, people will like it too. Any way...I'm off...and around, don't know how long, but I think I'll be around for a little while longer. God's sort of funny about that. Later~
