Another Fruitless day

I decided since hard work and saving money wasn't going to help me reach my goal, I would grab some stuff to pawn. It was alot of run around and I still own the items I sought to sell.

I had (have) a camera I bought over the summer, a few posters from the release of the first Pokemon movie, a sealed American Idol game, dvd etc.....

It started out that Iheaded to Captial Cash.... I walk down there to see a sign saying C;psed Mondays for October and Novermber

Great.... Well next is the other Capital Cash on fourth, but Ill stop at the comic book shop to talk to them about the poster...
Also closed on Mondays

fuuuuuck!

Get to the fourth street bus stop.

They moved to Third Street

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I walk down and they are not open yet (although there was no times sign)

Wait 5 min to a very harrased manager saying loudly
'I don't know why there are so many people here, we aren't buying and we aren't giving out loans"

What a fucking bastard! I can see why people left such negative reviews like :

"...They assume everyone that come there is a crack head selling stolen stuff they offer you shit.."

"...operated by a bunch of assholes ,that are disrespectful towards customers ...that only tells me that they really are not a pawn shop but ,con shop..."



So I am not sure what else. Dani called last night when I was asleep. My mother yelled at me. Actually mom just kept making low blows and put downs all weekend. I am not sure if she thinks that helps in her twisted mind, but as you can tell from the previous post, it doesn't.

I'm suppose to meet up with Dani I think. I have to focus on my final and my paper.

All in all, I gotta stop thinking so much, because now it's to a point I have to consciously force factual thought and fantasy apart.

There was a slight upturn last night. I was going through old birthday cards I saved, and opened one to find a Five in it. W00t!!

All for now in this hum drum life.

Toodles.
~a.f