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Time for another downer!
Jul. 17th, 2011 10:45 pmI am 25 years old and have no ability to live on my own or have a credit card because I am obscenely in debt from hospital bills and do not come close to making enough to even attempt to try paying them off.
Also? After sitting down and factoring in gas and lunch money with my paycheck, I officially pay to have a job. That I can't stand. And our commission is paid two months out, so if I even hit this ridiculous new quot they have for us I will not actually get paid for it until October.
I make $12.50 an hour, and I would be more of a help with bills if I had no job.
On the plus side, sometime this week my TV will be moved downstairs and I will have a bed again!
I've actually been sleeping on the couch in the living room for the last few months (combination of me not having enough spoons to go up and down our stairs that much every day and Ma's old bed immediately stealing half her spoons every time she slept in it), so this is pretty awesome.
I should make a post relatively soon about my various medical fails (I don't like the term "disabilities" in reference to myself, because mine are not as bad as they could be and, also, it honestly kinda scares me to think about it that way). I don't really talk about them often and, basically, unless you see me entering or leaving WinCon I tend to look like everyone else.
Ugh, yeah.
So, anyway.
Also? After sitting down and factoring in gas and lunch money with my paycheck, I officially pay to have a job. That I can't stand. And our commission is paid two months out, so if I even hit this ridiculous new quot they have for us I will not actually get paid for it until October.
I make $12.50 an hour, and I would be more of a help with bills if I had no job.
On the plus side, sometime this week my TV will be moved downstairs and I will have a bed again!
I've actually been sleeping on the couch in the living room for the last few months (combination of me not having enough spoons to go up and down our stairs that much every day and Ma's old bed immediately stealing half her spoons every time she slept in it), so this is pretty awesome.
I should make a post relatively soon about my various medical fails (I don't like the term "disabilities" in reference to myself, because mine are not as bad as they could be and, also, it honestly kinda scares me to think about it that way). I don't really talk about them often and, basically, unless you see me entering or leaving WinCon I tend to look like everyone else.
Ugh, yeah.
So, anyway.
