Bummer city population this guy <-----

Job

So I lost my job I got laid off for two reason 1. the chocolate shop isn't doing well at all. Probably won't make it past the first year unless some major changes are made. 2. I lost my vented to some of my co-workers about some of my frustrations of my job taking the form of a porter when I'm suppose to be assisting the head pastry chef. The person in question took all that I said and told everything to the owner. I will miss that place even thought it was extremely dysfunctional. So I am jobless. I have an interview at this coffee house not sure how it'll pan out.

Living situation

So the next thing that's bumming me out. One of my roommate's wants to move out. One is way behind on rent. I'm at risk of being fucked over losing my security deposit and becoming homeless. Stoked cause I pay my rent on time and haven't once been late with my rent.

Not even getting into my love life it's non-existent at this juncture in time.

So in summary I'm bitchless, jobless, and soon to be homeless....

life sucks!

I'm sure every thing will work out it always does.

I'm not sure if I'm going insane cause I recognize the instability in my emotions. I definitely feel like I'm loosing my mind.

been having fucked up dreams

I Can't seem to remember most of it but last night's dream involved me following a weird path in the woods with all these weird concrete high ways that lead me to a grocery store. Then I ran into Ben Guy as I was racking groceries.

The night before I was en route to Nj transit ran into some random graf kid talked about painting trains as there was a car with graf all over it. I got on the NJ transit yet it took me to Florida where I was looking a house to rent with my brother Dave. Then some how I was on a bus getting attacked by these five horse demons and I had a giant rat with tiger stripes. The rat tried to protect me and was killed.

This is strange cause I generally don't dream and or don't remember my dreams.

The past couple of days have been a blast been running amok check my twitter if you want some of details I'm feeling lazy right now.

So I think I finally got my Mojo and my Moxy back. It's been a while but I'm starting to feel like myself again like even further back pre jaye pre mara pre all the fucked up girls I've dated. Don't get me wrong we've all got issues but it's your choice if you wanna be like oh I'm fucked up and do shitty things and blame you being fucked up. Or you can rise above and make your life what you want.

Rise above and walk away ....