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20Oh the Injustice.
I’d first like to thank you guys for your insightful comments on my previous entry. I didn’t have time to reply to them all with my outrageous schedule lately, and plus, well, I’m a shitty site owner.
I keep looking around at all of the things I’d like to change, and knowing exactly what I want to do and I simply don’t have time and it’s driving me insane. It probably doesn’t help that my boss decided it would be cute to ANAL RAPE ME WITH HOURS this week, so I’m running around and I feel like I’m not getting anywhere.
It’s really quite amazing how much SHIT I have amassed in my short almost-twenty-one years. I have decor coming out of my ass, and I’m having trouble deciding what to keep, what will go with what we want to do to the apartment and what won’t, and which things have more sentimental value. I’m trying my hardest to rid myself of any pack rat tendencies, to make the move as smooth and efficient as possible. We want to go with something simple, with clean lines, lots of Ikea storage solutions, and over time build a nice mid-century modern furniture collection. The good thing about being a 16 year old homo with your first job? You buy furniture. Good furniture, that will last you a good part of your lifetime due to your classically good taste.
I’ve found some great bargains hunting around at Ikea and Target. I even found a sofa that fold out into a bed for $129. You can’t beat that, and even though it’s not my Dream Sofa, it’ll have to do for now. See you guys, this is why we need to win the lottery. How does the universe expect me to pay for rent, utilities, car insurance, gas, groceries, student loan debt, save money, and still have exceptional furniture and decor? Outrageous. Remember that last entry about me not perpetuating stereotypes? Disregard that for like five minutes.
Also, if anyone knows of any extremely rich single gay men (preferably a lawyer or doctor, or someone else extremely busy so as I don’t actually have to you know, meet them, just help myself to their income, disposable or otherwise,) feel free to let me know.