2003-05-07 - 5:46 a.m.

one of those days, by those days i of course mean everyday.

my roommate is moving out and is being replaced by two girls, neither of which have yet to pay rent.

i work forty hours a week for a mediocre paycheck at a job with little prestige and no future. unfortunately, this makes me everyone my age.

i am not made of money you know.

if you know someone who is let me know because i could use an arm or two.

those days where if it wasn't for my sense of humor the world would be dead. diaries are fabulous. it's always nice to have a hard copy of your downward spiral.

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