My lives this week. Heh.

Good things.

Stopped drinking. Lost 6lbs. due to eating better and NOT starving myself. Hours went up from 18 to 30 for the week. Payday is on Friday (FULL CHECK!). Haircut (well, reshaping of layers and bangs, really), shopping and half-sleeve outline this weekend. DEPECHE MODE ON MONDAY. Food benefits replenished at midnight. YAYFRUIT. Moving back into the apartment when I can find the time. Things are great with the Turr.

Bad things.

Joe got fired yesterday. Penniless until Friday (literally. Already raided most of the change in the house for$4worth of gas yesterday). $1.96 in checking. Dr. Tran is on empty. Was 20 minutes late to work yesterday 'cause I thought my shift started at 4:30. It was at 4. DM was there and will be there until Friday. He didn't care too much, though. Luckily.

I'm not affected by all this as I usually would be, though. Other than being really stressed for the first 30 minutes of work yesterday and being a tiny bit cranky when I got to the apartment last night, I'm okay. Usually I'd be freaking the fuck out at this point.

At least I have smokes. Heh. 'Cause if I didn't, I'd be hurling myself off a cliff by now.

Today I'm working 12-6. I was supposed to have the day off to go help Chev clean/pack up her apartment, but oh well. I really need these hours they're throwing at me. Badly. Plus, I missed mom completely yesterday 'cause I closed at work, so I didn't get to bum any gas money from her. And I'm still really not sure how I'm gonna manage to throw enough change together to get my ass home from work tonight. I hate scraping by. It really sucks. Turr usually helps me out a ton with gas, but he's more broke than I am right now because of rent and having to borrow money from people to pay rent. Gah. He was jipped BAD on his last check. Like, over $100. The woman in payroll at his work is a fucking RETARD. Luckily he's getting that money he was raped for on this Friday's check AND he worked a shitload of tens last week. So yay. We'll be MORE than okay on Friday.

I just want it to be Friday, already. I just wanna effing relax and do a little shopping. Gah.