13,511 Days Alive
1 Piece of Furniture Re-Homed
I visited with Chelé today, for the last time before the move.
I also got a shit ton of laundry clean and have a pile of random shiny junk on my bed I need to see to before I go to bed.
I had fun visiting with Chelé. I got some packing done when I got home but need to get more boxes.
I finally have a definitive landing spot for when I get to Chicago, at least for the first two weeks. Hopefully, I can get a job quickly and get some stability under me.
I found twenty bucks today, so I should be able to go out to dinner for my birthday. Part of me just wants to go to Tijuana Flats or Denny’s or something. I dunno. I’ll ask Cleo what she wants to do.
I don’t know what I want to do for my birthday, honestly. I don’t know what I can afford to do? It’s so frustrating.
It is very late and I’ve been up since early so I am going to run through the shower and go to bed.
Take your meds, folks.
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