I solve problems. That's what I do. It makes it even harder on me when I don't know how to solve one. So frustrating. I just have to keep working at it. I'll get it eventually. And then I can tell everyone how I did it and how goddamned smart I am, eh?
Head down, slog it out. Only way out is through.
Well, unless that chunk missing out of my driver's side front tire turns into a blowout before I can afford new tires. Then I just don't know what the fuck I'll do. Right now with my next paycheck I can afford rent and to start paying on my student loans again, I'm pretty sure. I'll need another roughly 1200 for wheels and snow tires. But I don't think I can swing that, so maybe I'll have to bite it and toss another few hundred down on 2 new regular tires. Ugh.
I asked a girl out on a date and got a pocket veto. Typical.