Bleehhhh. This whole not having a job thing really isn't working out for me. I'm just getting progessively lazier. Which is a problem.
Antonio woke me up to go to the street fair with him. Good times...kind of? Alcoholic wind chimes, capri sun purses, and crosses taking naps. There was also a man talking about how the Reagan years were the greatest ever. I don't like you sir. We got lunch and came home. Following which I slept for-fucking-ever. It was awful. I really need to stop that.
Now I'm just bored. I was watching Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas, but now I'm antsy. I should really be in bed. Someone suggest lucrative career opportunities that don't involve much effort. Because if that exists in this world I want to know about it immediately.
Good night all.