Tue Feb 8

This morning I had $150 in my one and only checkings account. No credit card, no cash. A couple of prepaid Visa debit cards from the airport. I learned, you can't pay for your luggage allowance with cash and I had $12 on my card 3 days ago so I had to go to a vending machine that puts a cash deposit onto a prepaid card that is dispensed to you. I had a $50 bill. The machine charges $6 per deposit. United Airlines second checked bag costs $45. Now I have a card that has $9 on it from the previous bag I checked and a card with $44 on it. I went to the counter to see if they could combine the cards...they could not. After talking to multiple people they eventually did comp my scuba bag and I was able to get on with my flight having lost my cash to unnessasary prepaid debit cards. That I ended up using to pay for the taxi that took me to the current Brooklyn apartment.

Anyways, I had $150 in my account this morning. It's 12:28am Feb 8 22. I am in my room at the AirBnB that I share with my future fake Gerogian fiance and her very gay friend. I looked at my account , $68...the Paypal charges. Like a cruel line of credit that doesn't allow you to know when the payments will be made.

I just checked my account again...$50. "Lyft Temp Auth Hold"...my fake finance, I used my card to get us a Lyft the other night after looking at apartments, she doesn't know about my $ problems, I'm marrying her so she can get her green card, then she'll be able to get a proper gig doing interior design and she'll make bank and hopefully I'll have a better credit score after having double income for a year , my current score is 480 (fuck student debt)... I'll have to tell her. I'm out of money, secretly jobless and I have no idea how to say ... I wish I had stayed in Colorado with Kaya...

It's Feb 10 , Vocal pieces need 600 words minimum. So I don't know what to type... I could type out the numbers 1-600 ... one two three four five six seven eight nine ten eleven ... I have two job interviews today. One is for a sperm bank and the other for an armed security job, lol. Wtf is life. This morning my dream is to guard high profile people and items for $45 an hour and then to go cum in a cup for an extra $2k per month...wtf is life.

Let's say I land both positions, is that something i'll tell my theoretical children. "hey bud, the world is scary, but if you can carry a gun and shoot your swimmers into a cup to be sold to strangers, you'll be ok.

(knocks on wood because children were mentioned)

My fake fiance, gay roommate, and trans friend are in the living room, we discused the the word for people that don't like mentally disabled people. "Ableism" is the offical word. Able-ism... wtf is life. Able-ist... man...wtf.

Im realizing my other 2 posts are most likely also under 600 words. I'll patch those up tonight while drinking white claws and smoking the weed I bought from the son of the owner of Pakistan and Yemen, who happens to also work at the convience store on the corner. (I hope that joke makes sense, I dont remember if I mentioned the son of the owner of Pakistan and Oman in this one or the next. Whatever. Keep reading. I love ya.