Things are going okay lately. The cold has finally culminated into snow, the snow makes me feel more okay about the cold. I won’t get paid again this week, but I’m ready for it. I’m living the meager life and adjusting to the realization that I’m twenty-six and still at the point where I have to steal toilet paper from work. I’ll get by.
Things are good with my boyfriend, even though sometimes I feel like we are completely sexually incompatible. It’s more that I’m actually pretty traditional and he likes, uh, feet. I don’t know, there’s nothing wrong with it, I just want to make love sometimes. It’s exhausting getting fucked all the time.
I want to apply for this new job, but I have to completely redo my resume. I’m putting it off, but I have to do it to get what I want. I want to not have to steal toilet paper anymore.