Bad, Joe. Bad Joe.

What happened to me today:
Tim came in late, eyes diluted, couldn’t read. Funny watching him try to receive an order.
Brian came out with the consulting guy. Got good estimate for the warehouse move.
Did taxes. Remember why I did them over the Internet for the last couple of years. Except that I’m only getting $20 back, so it doesn’t make sense to do them like that this year.
Have to do taxes over again to make sure I did them right the first time.
Got tickets for the Giants/Dodgers Sunday night. Club Level Baby.
Had a “chat” with Mike tonight. Mike wants to stay here, and basically kicked me out.
I have no money saved up. The point of us moving into a cheaper apartment was so I could start saving money.
Mike thinks that he can find a roommate to take over my $925. He will be lucky if he can find someone to split the rent down the middle. Well, maybe not. It is close to campus. I’m sure someone will be willing to pay half.
Mike forgot that our lease is up at the end of this month, wonder if he can find this person within three weeks.
Need to forget about Mike and worry about myself and find a new place.
Since the warehouse is moving, storing my stuff there is out of the question; will have to rent a storage space somewhere.
Hypothetically, if I slept in my car for a month or crashed at somebody’s house for a month, I could save $1000, which would be enough for me to get a place on my own.
Stayed up to 3am playing Mechwarrior online. I have to work tomorrow and I can’t call it, cause Mark is coming in and not Tim
Thinking about and missing Suzanne right now.
O. K. go to sleep. Think about this tomorrow
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