| Looking for roommate |
[Oct. 23rd, 2010|03:47 pm] |
My mom has run away. My dad tells me she has a history of running away from her problems, which probably has some relevance to my mom's substance abuse issues... numbing her mind so she doesn't have to deal with pain or the rest of the world.
She's now living in Minnesota, claiming she's met someone new and got married. She's lied before, but she says she doesn't want to come back to Florida.
I can't afford these bills on my own. Everything was fine as long as there was secondary income coming in, but without her, I can't afford the cost of living here.
I desperately need a roommate here in Jacksonville, Florida. Someone trustworthy and with steady income. It's a nice house, 2 bedroom, 1 bath, in a quiet neighborhood, about 10 minutes from fun areas of town. Fully fenced in with a nice yard and a shed, internet access and satellite tv.
Time is of the essence. |
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| Meant to update this daily |
[Oct. 20th, 2010|07:48 am] |
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Distractions and general lack of inspiration hit me. I have decided to resume attempting to post random thoughts or goings-on in an almost Twitter like fashion. I think there's some importance to doing so... tracking your mood, your thoughts, your growth as a person through written, spontaneous writings. Thus, I have returned to Live Journal to do that.
I had a bit of a scare. Earlier this year I had to discontinue payment on my car insurance in order to facilitate a more enjoyable and lucrative lifestyle. However, I got a notice on September 30th warning me that my car was marked Abandoned and I had 15 days to get it moving with a valid tag. Due to lack of money at the time (read, I blew it on a widescreen 1600x900 monitor) I could not afford insurance and registration.
In a panic, I quickly looked up insurance rates and settled on Progressive. After doing this, I called for my balance and checked my transactions and a check that was to be paid for the late utility bill had not cleared my bank balance. I was about 60 dollars overbudget. I had a backup account and just figured I'd be fine... that was until the Satellite bill cleared my account the next day, which left me with even less money! I was unable to get them to stop with the automatic deduction.
A week later I got my insurance card. I was able to get by using a food stamp card to cover my meals and I have begun to limit myself to spending no more than $3 per meal, and I have started taking sandwiches and fruit to work.
Still though, I had to wait until my next paycheck to deal with registration. Thursday came around... I overslept and was unwilling to leave the house to deal with it. Wound up just going to work. Friday I told myself I would by my biological clock failed to wake me up until it was about time to go to work. I called my brother, asked him if there was any registration office open on Saturday. He said he thought one of the offices was open at 7AM to 12N.
Hahaha.
Going down there was pointless, and I was panicking. I was over the time I needed to renew my tag, and I was panicking thinking they were going to charge me fees or boot my car. I was nervous, antsy, generally upset. My dad kept telling me to relax and don't worry... it didn't really help. I was driving illegally at the time of course, and had been since August, but I knew that already... I just tried to avoid having a police car get behind me to read my tag.
Given that I was already served a notice, my nerves were on pins and needles all weekend. By the time Monday came around, I was wringing my hands, thinking in my head how I'd handle a $750 fine, thinking that maybe I could just 'sell' the car to my mom or sister so I can dodge a fee, and let them purchase registration and acquire their own tag.
I dreaded going into that office... and with nary a question asked, only had to pay $55 for tag registration renewal and I'm all legal again.
I think I'm too pessimistic for my own good.
My mom is visiting her aunt for the month. Come on over and we'll pool together for big house party =D lol |
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| New friends |
[Apr. 21st, 2010|04:34 am] |
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A shout out to Aesuth and Garanixx who I've been playing Borderlands with. Thanks for the game this morning, and to other things. I've been in the best mood I've ever been in and the day flew by today.
I think I'll try to get some art done! |
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| Earth Eternal |
[Apr. 20th, 2010|07:13 am] |
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| |  okay | ] |
Anybody play that? Game is in open beta. I call it sorta 'WoW Lite'. It's a free to play MMO with an optional system for buying things that can be used in game using real cash. I've been trying to play it but I've already plateau'd at level 20. I don't like the changes they've made with patch 0.8.6 and I've only been play 2 weeks. Maybe I'm just too damn picky.
www.eartheternal.com |
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| Allergies suck. |
[Apr. 19th, 2010|05:58 am] |
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| | relieved | ] |
I've started to take allergy medicines as I have started to have severe sneezing fits and all symptoms related to allergic reactions that you hear about on TV. This is a new experience for me as I have never been allergic to anything, but as such I've finally buckled down to get some OTC medicine for it.
I think I may have taken one more than I was supposed to of some Benadryl non-drowsy formula and it was havoc on my body. I was so completely out of it, couldn't concentrate, eyes wanted to shut while I was standing up, every movement felt slower than normal.
Non-drowsy relief my ass.
Apparently you're supposed to take it before you go to bed... I took it before I started my shift. Was pretty awful. I think my speech was slurred too. I couldn't really tell, wasn't really able to focus on much of anything.
Also... I seem to have fallen in love with P!nk! I think my dad could totally relate to this video.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eocCPDxKq1o |
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| Random journal |
[Apr. 18th, 2010|05:05 am] |
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| |  bored | ] |
Another uneventful day. My dad is once again in my personal space, playing Fable 2 again, happily flaunting his imaginary relationship with an apparent nympho, whom he named Susan (gag) and he tells me he almost named one of the kids after me. After which I warned him I will delete his save file and hide the game from him forEVER if he actually followed through with it.
I need to get him out of here, he needs to work and I wish he wasn't such a gamer. I'd be happy if he had something to play that wasn't my XBox that he could play in the living room that wouldn't bother my mom.
If he was working, and spent time out of this area, my living conditions would be absolutely perfect. Alas... |
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| Another entry |
[Apr. 17th, 2010|10:12 am] |
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| |  awake | ] |
I went back through my journal to try to get a feel for my past and the events that lead up to where I am now. I've come to realize the significance of this journal as a reliably way to see how my life flows from one major life event to the next, so I'll try to post something every now and then.
I've been staying up late until the early mornings on a regular basis. We're talking 7 AM and such, due to how my living arrangements have been made. Basically the reason my body is tuned to such late late hours is because my unemployed father is sharing the garage with me during the day, playing video games and watching TV all day. It's the only time I get true privacy.
It's a bit of a strain since it has screwed up my biological clock... though in hindsight I'm actually mirroring the timer I set from working a graveyard shift for 2.5 years from living in Yakima.
Problem is, I don't think he's going to get a job. Economy is baaaaad. As such everything is going against him. He has a criminal record, and is old, and unattractive. He's been turned down so many times, and since every employer is all internet based now for their hiring process all he has to do is select one bad option and they auto-mark-as-spam his apps and resumes. Different world today than 3 years ago. Every job I've ever gotten was from walk-ins... now no one reputable does that anymore.
I wish he'd ... do something, I don't know. Go for a walk? Mow lawns? Christ, hell, maybe I could convince him to do charity work... anything so I don't have to deal with him for awhile. |
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| Happiness |
[Apr. 15th, 2010|10:45 am] |
Things have been alot smoother and overall better lately since the drama bomb of earlier this year fizzled. I'd have to say that I feel alot more at ease with myself and the people I care about. Though I'm still inspirationally dead I can't say I'm not having fun. Passed my leadership exam at Walmart so maybe I'll take a promotion for a higher payscale... though I'm pretty sure I don't really want the job. I just wanted to prove I could pass a silly test.
Any case, couple new games I've been playing, and have scaled back WoW alot. Mass Effect is fun and very involved for an RPG I find, and I'm eager to play through that and get all the goodies out of FF13.
My sister has moved next door. Her dog likes to get in the neighbor's trash and I swear to god she has no clue how to handle animals. We almost got blamed for HER dog's actions. She feeds us though sometimes... so kind of a mixed bag with her presence. Kinda brings the family closer though... ish.
Need to hang out with GreyReynor some more. Nice guy, if a bit weird at times. But like Debbie said from Yakima: Better to be weird than strange. |
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| Art etc. |
[Nov. 24th, 2009|12:59 am] |
I find it harder to find inspiration to draw. Not that I have a lack of ideas, but... I don't know. Surrounded by friends that I care for dearly that don't seem interested in the brand of art I like anymore doesn't really help. I have put myself in a bit of the 'dark side' of furry art but I find it doesn't appeal to me to do so.
In the same vein, NOTHING appeals to me other than those flash in a pan drawings that 5 people look at before moving on to find something more appealing to ... uh... enjoy.
It's just a bit tiresome really. I'm burned out on art, and my skill just isn't really improving. I'm still woefully inconsistent and never seem to be able to gather the will to draw anything, even for the people I care for most unless I am suddenly hit with a wave of inspiration... such a thing is incredibly rare nowadays.
I never really went anywhere with my art, and I have a hard time seeing the value of it when no one really cares about my crappy BS art and there's nothing I wish to explore really as it relates to uh... 'dark side' stuff.
I don't know. I wish I had more fun with it. It's all fairly embarrassing and I doubt such feelings will ever go away completely. Always that lingering doubt. I still don't understand why people call me an artist, either. My art SUCKS. |
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| Terrence is dead |
[Sep. 16th, 2009|04:08 am] |
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| |  sad | ] |
My mom just came and told me he was taken off of life support at the behest of his son.
May he rest in peace. |
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