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[26 Feb 2005|03:29pm] |
I know it's been a while since I updated. I've been doing a lot of things to my computer, and I've been really busy with work and such. I might be getting a new job. Almost double the pay, and all I have to do is sit around and answer phones all day. It's a tech support job in one of the biggest skyscrapers in Tulsa. I'll try to put a picture on here of it sometime, or you can just search for pictures of the Cityplex Towers in Tulsa. They're insanely huge. It's a long drive, but I think it's worth it.
My roommates are taking advantage of me. They're in Bartlesville right now, but last night Randy asked me if I would take the rent money to the post office and mail it. He also told me that we were $100 short. I gave them my share of the rent two weeks ago. Bastards. I got paid yesterday, and Randy knew I would have the money. Then last night Randy had the nerve to buy some drugs from one of my new coworkers. And then he bought beer. And drank the entire case within two hours. I'm getting sick of this shit. When they're both here, he's perfectly okay, but as soon as Kelly goes somewhere, he tries to get dope and drinks. And he's an annoying drunk. Very annoying. I don't care whether he uses drugs or not, I don't care what he's doing to his family or friends, I just don't want him to do it with my fucking rent money. If I get this job, I'm moving into the city. I'll get a shitty little apartment or something.
There's good news, though. I'm 20. And I got to see Matt, Amanda, and Zoe. They came down from Michigan, and stayed in Tulsa for a few days. Luckily, Dena was coming up here for some financial aid thing at RSU, so she got to meet them too. A few days later, they went down to Mena, and I took off work to go down there too. On my way, I picked up my old rummer, Zach, and his bassist, Dustin. We bought time in a studio and recorded two songs. If any of you want them, I'll email them to you, for a price (just kidding).
I'm getting tired.
Marie just called and asked me to come in early today. I don't want to, I really don't.
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