> Tool - Forty-six and Two

I went out and picked up Adrian after work…he was nodding off so they let him go early. He doesn’t notice when he’s out of it.

I’m very hesitant about moving in with Katie when I’m so damn broke.

I’m not feeling as depressed though.

I need to get to sleep at a reasonable hour tonight.

> Sneaker Pimps - Low Five
> Junior Boys - Bellona

I’m feeling really depressed tonight. It’s an odd feeling.

My job is pretty cool though. My wrists hurt and my voice-rec isn’t working.

It’s just the same old bullshit anyway.

Did I mention I got a parking ticket downtown?

I loved working all day to find out that all my money just went to the government.

I hate America.

Adrian sent me a text saying he wanted to hang out thirty minutes ago.
I asked where he was.
No response yet.

Should I drive down to his work and see if he’s there?
He was so tired today…could he have fallen asleep?

I think a big part of my emotion today was coming upon this note:

I had specifically cleaned up the kitchen the night before and had thought that she would be happy that I put away the dishes and cleaned up.

But no.

Nobody in this family is ever happy with anything I do.

Ever.

And I’m just going to have to accept that.

I’m depressed because I don’t have my own place (a reliable home) and I don’t have my own car (reliable transportation). I am SO fucking broke. My bank account is overdrawn, and I’m living off my credit card.

But at least I have a paycheck coming Friday.

Adrian messaged me back; he’s done with his job.

Um, it’s only ten…he usually gets off at eleven. How odd. Well, I’m kinda hungry. Might as well hit Adalberto’s on the way back.