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[Sun 31 May / 10:51pm] |
I broke down and called my mother about the whole sticky situation today. Impossible to get that women off the phone, apparently even HARDER when your life is in shambles. I don't remember much of what she was yammering on about (I had the television on in the background), but I do know she made it very clear that I am not allowed to sponge off my sister and that I have to pull my weight. Or something.
So, I need a job. Is...anywhere hiring? I have really good references and...skills and stuff.
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[Sun 24 May / 11:50pm] |
Happy Birthday to me, Happy Birthday to me....
Okay, yesterday, technically. But yesterday, I was packing up my things, driving out to the middle of nowhere, almost getting a flat tire on this one GIANT pothole, breaking into my sister's apartment with my super stealth skillz, bawling all over her, and...you get the idea. Busy day, but not exactly a worthy celebration. So, what about it, Ice River? I know, at the very least, that I can buy alcohol...somewhere, but tell me there's a bar too. Please, please, please tell me there's a bar. Drinking alone leads to certain stigmas and it's only my first day in town.
Right. Maybe an introduction would've been a good idea before I started rambling about...that.
So, I'm Lilly. The aforementioned sister is Carrie. Her couch is a little lumpy, if anyone was wondering. Cooking leaves something to be desired, too.
Now, go ahead and say hello.
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