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14 July 2011 @ 12:57 am
Where the Black Rain Runs  

Sometime, I intend to buy Abney Park's albums.  I really like their sound, not to mention Robert's voice has such a lovely quality to it.

Moving on, just a short entry on a few things.

I need schedule of some sort, but getting a schedule requires having time to myself to figure out a schedule that would suit me. Most importantly, I need to clean house again, as I'm still partly in post-con disarray. Not as bad as last year, but still.

I need to finish my sewing room so that I may take on a grandiose undertaking I've been putting off: actually going through with my little fashion venture, "Black Flag." I have sketches drawn up, I just need to finalize them, with swatches and such, and get a move on with sewing them. Then will come the fun part of photography and such.
I need to get my life in order, badly. My debt is getting handled well, so that's not an issue, so much. It's still an issue, but not like it was two years ago. The Amex is nearing the halfway point of getting into the $5000 range, which is good. That's down from $9000. I've shaved $4000 off. I'd like to shave another $4000 off in short order. That's not my point, though. My point is that, financially speaking, I'm just barely above water without help. I have help, and that's great, but my goal is to get to where help is safety padding, not life support. At the moment, I can't make my goal payments of at least $300 a month on credit cards on my own, not on top of bills. Disregarding credit bills, I only make about $150 over what I need for bills. That... doesn't leave much for gas, groceries, and miscellaneous. I've decided to try again at Gamestop in the mall, and possibly quit Lane Bryant, more to cut gas costs. It's too much. I'm doing 50 miles every day I work, and I aim to work three days a week at least. That equals out to at least 150 miles driven a week, and that's with me getting a shitty schedule. Okay kids, it's math time.
Lane Bryant: 25 miles away, one way
Amount of workdays that can fit into one full tank (@ 36 mpg, 12 gallons, 432 mi per fill-up): 8 days (excluding driving anywhere else but LB)
GameStop: 11 miles away, one way
Amount of workdays that can fit into one full tank (@ 36 mpg, 12 gallons, 432 mi per fill-up): 19 (excluding driving anywhere else but GS)
... Yeah. Pier Park is double the time and miles from the Panama City Mall for me, and thus, the more expensive job. So, that's one life change I'm looking into. Another is tightening my budget, and saving more money. Hopefully, if I do get hired at Gamestop, or hell, just in that mall alone, I can do that more easily. I intend to live a bit more frugally, and I also intend to give that whole green thing a shot.
I need to live up to being the demanding bitch than knows what she wants in life. So, a while back, I decided to stop coordinating things to do with friends, and see if anyone else would do it. A silent experiment, really. I wanted to be on the receiving end of an invite to go to the movies, or to come over for video gaming and food, or shopping, or whatever. I... can't recall one time anyone did. Not once. It wasn't that anyone wasn't doing anything, but rather, I was conveniently left out or forgotten. After getting over the bitter feeling of being "unnecessary" or being left out, and being highly offended, and having actually said something about it and getting zero response, I've decided that, from now on, I don't care whose toes I step on. Oh, you and Mary Sue are going to the movies? I'm coming. You guys happen to be meeting up for drinks? Oh really? What restaurant? I'll be there in a moment. I'm inviting myself, from now on, and butting into people's plans. If people don't have the balls to tell me no to my face, then they can deal with the willing third wheel. To be honest, I'm settling back into my "I don't give a shit" attitude. It's not the most healthy, but it's healthier than my nice girl gig.
So yes, I have things to do, money to budget, and changes to make.
Current Music: "The Wrong Side" - Abney Park