What a day off. It started off well enough; I woke up and started drinking. I headed out to pick up my check (this ghetto place doesn't do direct deposit) and managed to get on the wrong bus. Shitty, but my own drunk ass fault. I noticed about a mile down the road, so I just walked back to where I started. When I got to the office and got to my check, I noticed it was a bit larger than I'd expected. They finally decided to allow me that commission they've been talking about. So then I go to the store to get guinea pig grubs and some booze when an over-eager cashier decides to not only ID me but then not allow me to buy booze since he thinks my ID is fake and it's expired anyways. Oh joys, at least I got a brick of nag champa and some extra cash.

I'm sorry for the lack of regular updates; I'm just beyond words at the moment.