A Murder Of One

Well I'm kind of depressed that I'm almost two weeks into this and only two people have read this thus far but it's still been kind of nice. I made $60 last night from 11:30-2 in the morning doing an alternator and $5 from the ex to check her brakes today. I had a very odd night last night though. I went to sleep at three something in the morning to no music for the first time since I've been sleeping alone again. I had a very nice dream about Newt Gingrich crying and stuff at me and wanting to commit suicide. It would have been cool. But starting at about 6 this morning when I got a random phone call that I didn't answer I kept getting woke up every little while to random voices calling my name. I could have been summoned by the devil or something for all I know but it fucked me up and even though I was laying in bed until 10:45 it makes me feel like I didn't sleep at all. My hair is so soft today it's not even fair by the way. I'm going to continue to listen to the Counting Crows until it puts me to sleep for a nice nap before cleaning the house yet again.