Last night we had a BBQ on the roof deck. It was a lot of fun and I got to hang out with people I haven’t seen in a while. The weather was perfect and the food was good. Every time we do something involving food at our apartment, there are always tons of leftovers. We grilled marinaded chicken, burgers, bananas, tofu, pork chops and seasoned chicken. This little kid in the next apartment kept staring at us and dancing in his window. Every dude that was over was wearing a trucker hat which was even weirder then when everyone wears flannels together. We had enough seating for everyone, we have entirely too many seats in our apartment.

Now that I have tons of storage, I need to clean my room but I’m busy for the rest of the week. I’m always fucking too busy. Geo told me to get out of the country for a little bit, I think that’s a good idea. I want to go back to London and visit Zach, go to Amsterdam and Paris and then Japan/Korea. I can go to at least two of those places this year.

Come May, I will have worked as a manager of this store for a whole year. I already told everyone I want to quit, they asked me to wait till they shut the South Philly store down. As long as it’s sometime in May, I can stick it out but not for too long.

This job makes me feel like I’m in a loveless marriage, I gave so much of myself and got little to nothing in return so I stopped trying, I don’t care about it anymore. I feel trapped and am desperately looking for a way out. I find myself getting drunk to relieve stress but it mostly results in violence. I really don’t want to be an angry person anymore, it took me so long just to get to this level and all that work is being destroyed by the stress caused by my job. No one in Philly has seen me get really angry and I don’t want anyone to ever see me that way ever again.

Also, I just realized I spent $1000 on Sunday. That is ridiculous. What recession???

favies.
So your names are Sally and Ali?
YEAAAAAAH SAPP, whatchu know about that?

Love these fucking kids. Apparently I looked really pissed that night so Paul, the manager of National Mechanics bought me a bunch of free drinks, holllllla. It took me 40 minutes to meet up with everyone ‘cos mad creeps were spittin’ weak game and wasting my time.

Today was exhausting. Woke up still drunk and held a meeting at the apartment. Ran to the bank, rented a Uhaul and ran errands all day. We didn’t get back till 930 and spent the rest of the night cleaning, putting away things and building things. We basically bought everything we needed in the apartment and it only took us 4 months to do it. We bought a grill, patio furniture, apartment things, shit I needed so I can finally start cleaning my room and everything we need for summer.

I’ve been breaking out in hives all week from work stress, need to quit asap. Cinco de shitshow in OC this weekend? I think so