sunday

Next Saturday is my last day at work. Yoohoo! 5 more days of work, and then I'm off, forever. I still have two more weeks to go after that; I have to wait for my last pay check. Then I'll do a little bit of hanging around and maybe travel to San Diego ... I don't know yet.
I have spent another Sunday trapped in my house. I never go out, I never see anyone, I just find something to do that takes me all day and then I just spend the day doing just that. Today I transfered 200 gigs of porn to a different hard drive. Something i don't need, something that I can easily delete and never miss. Since I rarely watch the porn that I have, anyways ..
I went to the store to buy pasta. hat's all I eat these days. I'm too poor for anything else. On my way to the store - I go to that one because it's far and gives me an excuse to get out, and because it's very cheap - I saw some dude getting a blow job in an alley way, I saw drunk obnoxious people, and I saw a whole bunch of people who shouldn't be there - drunk obnoxious suburbanites who think it's cool to come to the city to be stupid.
I definitely feel that my battle is not here. There's nothing I want to salvage here. There's nothing I want to redeem.
I'm off tomorrow; that's gonna be another day of being lonely and unmedicated. I am too poor for weed, and I am too poor for booze even.