Public Transportation Sucks

Wake up, brush teeth, head out the door, gross orange pill under my tongue, cigarette, bus, fuck off, Curry, time check-late, "free metro", "no thanks, got a book", waiting waiting, Train rolls in, frantic seat hungry asians, read my book, hide my face under my; hood, sunglasses, and pages, Wollaston, North Quincy, the long haul to JFK where my back feels like its breaking, "two more stops Liz hang in there", "South Station change here for commuter rail and silver line", Ahhhh so close, Hike up the very steep steps because its good excercise and then curse myself for not taking the escalator, too early in the morning to be pushing my body so hard, Next set of steps I take the escalator, cigarettes and lighter ready, cold blast of air "Free Boston Now" , "No thanks, Got a book", "spare change Miss" "sorry wish I could help", three blocks to work, comfort soon, hang in there, sit at my desk and feel the awesome relief in my lower back and put the space heater on, Lunch time, no money, no shit, 5pm time to leave, blast of cold in my face, cigarette, "spare change" "im broke sorry", "Free Boston Now" I just wave my book in the face, charlie card-not enough funds, no shit, scrape together some change, train, fuck off, Quincy Center, Donuts smell so good, laugh to myself abnout how pathetic not being able to afford a donut, bus, Curry, walk up the hill in shoes that are soaked, temporary home, walk upstairs, change, lay down. Ten hours until its time to do it all over again. Fuck, my life is so repititous, if thats even a word. Just plow through the next two months and things will be better.

More Bang for your Buck

On our neverending quest for the cheapest hotel in the Boston area me and hubby stumbled upon a Motel 8 just seconds from home. Although I do feel a certain sense of betrayal on our part to the Arbor Inn Motor Lodge that we have called our home away from home for the past year. But we managed to get over that feeling when we abandoned Presidents Inn after finding out the Arbor Inn was only $76 compared to Presidents which is $109. Motel 8 being the cheapest one to date coming at at precisely $70 dollars. Its also a King Size bed compared to the other two that give you two queens. And get this, they have HBO. The coffee maker was broken and the lights were really dim but that is my only complaint. Its a much newer building and the blankets dont have nearly half the amounts of cigarette burns on them. This is our third hotel that we frequent and they are getting cheaper everytime so hopefully the next one we find will be only $50 a night. That would be rad.

Update on Empty Wallet

Not only did I get through to unemployment and plead my case but they said they will send the check out today. My dad give me 60 bucks yesterday and Kelly gave me a knife last night. I won't be getting raped now.

My Ongoing battle with an Empty Wallet

I should have got my last Unemployment check in the mail yesterday, but I didn't. It should be coming today instead because of the holiday, but it's not. In Fact it hasnt even been processed yet because I didn't attend a meeting for a Job Fair today that was required of me. The Job Fair is today mind you and they couldnt possibly know that I had no intentions of going and just assumed I wasnt and decided to hold my check as a result of my assumed not going. I would love to talk to someone at the Department of Unemployment and explain to them that I actually have a job now that I started last Monday therefore I do not need to attend said Job Fair meeting, but that's not an option. It's not an option because the Automated person I get when I call the Unemployment line tells me that there is an unusually heavy volume of calls today and then disconnects me, which makes me wonder why I don't have the choice of waiting. If your at all familiar with the Unemployment line then you know that it takes about 5 minutes of unnecessary announcements to even get to the part where you start waiting so I would much rather wait in excess of thirty minutes than to have to repeatedly call and go through the obligatory process of getting to the disconnect part again.
So my car is broken down and has been for about 3 weeks now and will be for probably another 2 weeks until I get my first paycheck from my new job. I have been using public transportation to get to South Station which is right near where my job is at. I walk, take the bus, take the train and then walk again to get to an from work everyday and surprisingly it hasn't really been bothering me all that much except for when I get off the bus at night and have to walk home but thats only because there is a rapist/burglar on the loose in my neighborhood. Hopefully they catch him soon before I have to start carrying a steak knife because I can't afford a crappy pocket knife because of the stupid unemployment check issue. If I have to carry a steak knife the chances of me reaching in my bag for a cigarette and slicing my hand open is far greater than the chances of actually warding off a potential rapist. So it's either get my car fixed or buy a knif e or get raped and as you know I can't pay for either of the two. So my Question is.. If I get raped can I hold the Department of Unemployment responsible?

French Fries and Cigarettes

French Fries & Cigarettes

I sit out in my car on my lunch breaks, its what you do when you don’t have money to go anywhere. I usually bring a bag of Cheezits from my house and take a complimentary soda from my office and I sit in my car and read my book. When I’m done I go back to work. Sometimes if I’m lucky and I was able to snag enough cigarettes from the house I smoke one before I go back inside. This week though, I had money. I’ve bought French Fries at the little cafeteria everyday this week. They are only a dollar and a nickel and they give me a whole lot of fries, like way more than a dollars worth. I wonder if they know that I’m broke and they pity me so they give me extra. I pay with exact change every time and they never have to break big bills for me so they must know that I’m dirt poor. Maybe I’m just being paranoid though. Anyways, The French fries are cheap and that’s a plus but the added bonus is that I have been hung-over everyday this week and greasy food is exactly what I’m craving. The best part of having money again is that I now have the means to be hung-over everyday. You wouldn’t think that would be something I would be shooting for, hangovers, but my hangovers are nice because it means that I got some sleep. Sleeping doesn’t come easy to me, but after 5 beers I usually don’t have much problem falling to sleep. I still wake up throughout the night sometimes so that’s why I take sleeping pills. That’s all a lie. I drink every night because I like beer. I could care less if I never slept again. As long as I had beer. I like going to the store to get it, I like bringing it home, putting it in the fridge and then drinking it. It tastes good, it makes my cigarettes better, it keeps me company. People seem to think drinking by yourself is taboo but I think those people are stupid. You aren’t drinking by yourself when beer is your companion. Your pretty much holding hands with it, and you probably wouldn’t be doing that with your friends. Besides if you feel weird about drinking by yourself put the TV on, or better yet call one of your friends. People love getting drunk dialed at 11pm on a work night. They want to hear you slur and stumble on your words as you tell them about the wicked funny commercial you just saw. If they tell you they’re sleeping, call them a pussy and hang up on them. Then call them back over and over again. Make it your own little game, ruining someone’s night. Then the next day when someone asks you what you did last night you have something to say instead of “drank by myself, watched TV.” Now you can say, “Oh man, it was the best night ever, I got wasted and then I called Tim all night, first it was just his cell phone, but then he shut it off, so I started calling the house, and then his wife picked up the phone and I could hear the baby crying in the background, I got him soooo good.” Much better story right? I stray, basically I like money. I enjoy the security it brings. Tasty French Fries to nurse my beautiful hangover that awarded me an excellent night of sleep and then a nice cigarette after my lunch. Who cares if I sit in my room and drink by myself, and who cares if I sit in my car and eat by myself? I’m having a better time than people who have lots of money and can go out and drink at bars with other people and who go to restaurants for their lunch. Hmmm maybe I should bring the beer with me and drink it in my car on my break that would be a double whammy. Now that’s something to think about.