I wish I was a stranger I could disengage...

Today was a gorgeous day but dampered by the fact that my boss is a dick. Welcome to the real world, Eva. I wish I could afford to quit, but the pay is pretty good for a part-time job, and my minimum wages from Hallmark, just won't suffice. I have realized that up until this point, I pretty much owe nothing of value. Sure, I've got an apartment (which I pay to NOT own), a car (which I did not buy,) a computer (which is charged,) and I'm in the process of getting an education (which would not be possible without LOANS)... but NONE of this makes me a real person yet. Ugh. I'm being Debbie Downer and I really must stop.

I need to clean my disgusting apartment. I wonder how much longer I can procrastinate it. I might as well go ahead and do it, I've got nothing better to do, and it does smell a little (a lot) like ass.