|07:02 pm - Sheesh|
I don't want to work today.
It's a good thing I am working, because otherwise I would be broke and couldn't pay my bills or feed my cat, but there MUST be a better way to make money.
Eh, probably not at this point. I shouldn't really bitch about only having to work 16 hours or so a week and be able to support myself. And I'm certainly not ready to try and earn a living through my music or doodles. But...?
I've got it good, though. Even easy. But there's just something so soul-crushing about waiting tables. At least I like to smile.
Current Mood: apathetic