Today I woke up with a series of thoughts going through my head, they revolved around the basic theory that ‘I’m FUCKED!’. And unless I think up some plan to provide me with money and somewhere to stay for summer I’ll be royally screwed. The only good thing is that I have managed to get night shifts which should equal two weeks worth of full time work, that should tide me over comfortably till February, if not March… that’s when I have to worry
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