Hell of a week
You know, I’m having a hell of a week.
Not only did all that stuff happen in my previous entry, the phone, my mother. But I was almost late taking Sister to school this morning because one, the truck wouldn’t start, two, there was fucking construction everywhere. And then what do I do? I forget to give her lunch money.
I come home, pet the baby hawk, get a shower and get ready to work, walk out the fucking door and my truck doesn’t start again, only this time it’s permanent. And I can’t fix it. Here I want to work on cars for a living, and I can’t fix my own fucking truck.
And then I come to the realization, that I know -no one- around here to help out and take me to work. I don’t talk to half of my family, 99% of my friends are either in college, have moved, or are just too far away. I drive a very unreliable vehicle, and I’m the only employee at work for a while.
So what the hell is going on here. I need to make more friends or something. I need to get my other truck working. I need a better job.
And to top it all off, he isn’t answering his phone! Gah!
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One Response to “Hell of a week”
May 24th, 2002 at 7:55 pm
Hey, check your email, hawk rescue info.