What did I do to get the cash? I, and my stalwart roommate Jay, Helped my Mom clean out one of the stalls of her three stall garage and do a few other errands around the house. I hate asking my family for money (but I'm damn good at it) so I figured I'd do something in exchange for it.
As a result, I now feel like I've been beaten with a sack of wrenches and thrown out of a moving car. Right now my plan is to go back out to Mom's on Wednesday and start on the second stall, but that may require the aid of some pretty hefty painkillers. Which, fortunately, thanks to Medicaid I can now afford. :D
Too bad I have that damn superstition against using painkillers...
As I type this I'm sitting in the home of my friends Sham and Macheal. They've taken the kids off somewhere for a week and I'm tending thier animals. What's interesting about that is it's the very same house in which I killed my former landlord.
Some of you know the story, some of you are new, so I'll condense it. The full version is in my archives somewhere but I can't find it.
See, a few years ago, I spent an evening here in the company of said landlord which produced a humorous short story in which I kill him and bury him in the backyard. Well the next day as I'm printing off a copy of the story for the landlord, who I thought would see the humor and enjoy it, I get a phone call informing me that he's dead.
So now here I am sitting in the room in which I last saw him alive. I'm thinking this might make for another interesting story.
By the way, I'll likely be playing some Halo 2 on thier X-Box Live account over the next few days. If you wanna play me then shoot me an e-mail.