I decided to leave the bugs alone. It's warmer today and most of them ran off (probably into my house) when the sun came up. There are a few stragglers left, but honestly, they're too creepy looking to kill. Some of them have wings! I don't want to start slaughtering them and have some of the little beasts fly onto me. I'm sure that by tomorrow morning they will all be gone.
My stupid laptop is acting all weird. When I start it up, it takes FOREVER to load and the hard drive makes squeaking noises like a dying baby mouse. So I'm using the desktop in the back room. And my stupid AOL isn't working so I'm just logged on through the browser. I don't like that either. But I guess I'll quit bitching and be glad that I can access the internet.
Starting with my first paycheck of the year, I got put on an allowance. I get $40 twice a month. Under this regime, Sweety should have all of the bills taken care of and at zero by the end of the year. But only having a little bit of pocket money bothers me, so I decided to do something about it. I enrolled at payperpost. I thought I could do a few posts about things that I find interesting and get paid for it. Extra pocket money. But alas, it is not meant to be. My blog was rejected because it has adult or mature material. I'll be damned. I guess I'll use Plan B for pocket money which is selling plasma.
Okay, I'm not really going to sell plasma. Only because there isn't anywhere near here that you can do it at. I used to do it though. Eight or nine years ago, when I was in Texas, I sold it like clockwork (twice a week). I didn't need the money then but I liked to people watch there. You can have some really neat conversations with homeless people. I got to be friendly with the staff and they finally asked me why on earth I was doing it (I usually came in after work with my nice "work clothes" on and stuck out like a sore thumb) and I admitted it was mainly to watch people. I also thought it would help me get over my fear of needles but it didn't. It's kind of hypnotic to watch a bunch of your blood exit your body and then have it shoved back in at a high speed. I have small veins and I quit going after some new person working there fucked my arm up royally while trying to hit a vein. I still have track marks from that incident.