Rararrrarrrrgh.

Today is what. June something. Or something.

Then there's July and then August, right?

I can count, right?

RIGHT GUYS?

Ok, anyway, so that means it's been what... 9 months since I've gotten my big boy job?

It's so big, it's... It's...

It's.......

Big.

So yeah, anyway, now that I am no longer sitting around in debt I have money flowing out of my ass.

My poor ass is getting reamed by fat stacks of cash.

I imagine it must be quite a sight to some of you just-as-hard-working-but-not-getting-paid-as-much-or-possibly-work-even-harder-folks to hear my groan and moan about my financial issues in that I flip out when I spend 200 bucks on something silly, have a heart attack, and then realize I have 20 times that sitting elsewhere doing nothing.

I'm such a DUMBASS.

So it's quite possible that things are going good.

Too good. And then BLAMMO, the world ends and then it was all for nothing. So it's not like it's a big deal if I don't spend it, 'cause I don't know what I'm missin' in the first place anyway.

So yeah.

Yeah. OK GUYS OK.

So then I go out today and spend what...

I don't know, I think it was like 20 bucks or something - Or was that on food, I didn't buy that, hold on, I'll get it in a second, ok I think it was a lot.

I feel kinda guilty.

But hey, it's been a while since I wrote something and I know nothing pisses more people off than when someone gripes about how they got it so damn good that it annoys themselves.

ARARARARRARRARGHGHGHGHGH.


Asdf.


So, uhm... It's going good. But it doesn't feel like it.