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But anyway… guess who is fucking unemployed again? Yep. Me. Ya girl. Got a whole ass one day notice my boss was closing the business. Good times.

Music is going okay, I guess. Still not doing it full time. So I guess when I said I was scared I’d fall into some shitty job and push my music career further away, and that’d I’d die if that happened…happened. So… there’s that. But alas, I’m fucking alive.

So, jobless again- check

Mentally fucked again- check

Life updates… hmmm. Okay. Worked at Walmart for a blink then went on to managed two businesses simultaneously until they closed. Started a band with Chris (if I haven’t already said that). Have two cats- Olivia & Bambi. That whole “hope Katie can get approve for a home loan” panned out. We’ve been living in this house for like 3 years ( lmao bc I was jobless then too ). Idk. We still do a lot of the same shit we used to? Game, ghost hunt, shows… minus the drinking. I don’t drink so much these days. Back to vaping tho, so fuck the count down I guess. Kinda checks tho bc Tr**p is the fucking president again. Dad had a stroke (which is when I started smoking again). I finally got to go to Paisley Park. Idk what else. Lost a whole like year of my life spiraling bc I was SA’d by a goddamn chiropractor. Like two years later and the fucker still hasn’t stood trail for me or any of the other victims. So I’ve kinda just blocked it out at this point. No point in diving back into therapy once you’ve been ghosted by two. Also…hahah… that shit is out of my network. A

Tonight my entire closet fuckin broke. So my clothes are all on the floor. Loveeeeee et. Good times. So happy about it. Katie said that’s a job for tomorrow. That will not be a job for tomorrow. Or the next day, I’m sure.

And universe, if you’re listening, pls give me a goddamn break. Or just put me out of my misery.