Bad day

There was a fourth bag of trash by the door when I came home from work today. On my shoes. My shoes were moved so the trash could be placed on top of my shoes while still remaining near the other three bags.

Still not taking out that trash

At work today, Evan started screaming at me in the back room. Literally screaming at me because I poked him with my pen. He flipped out. In front of people.

He yelled at me again later because he was talking about never having money and over drafting his checking account all the time and I said I didn't know how he was always broke. He started yelling at me about how he only gets paid like a hundred dollars a week and I said yeah so do I and I still manage to have money left at the end of the week. So he started yelling about how I don't have vices like he does and that I don't smoke and I don't drink and I don't smoke weed. And I said that's the exact reason why I don't because it's expensive. He proceeded to make me look like a complete idiot/loser because I don't and how you only live once and blah blah blah. So for the second time in almost as many days, I was basically made to look like an idiot because I don't smoke and I don't drink. Just call me a big old loser but I like my lungs and I am fairly fond of my liver. It's not like I don't drink ever but I haven't felt well in a while and it's pretty hard to have a drink when you can barely eat a full meal some days. And I have asthma so why would I want to smoke anything. That would just be ridiculous. And why would I smoke weed...if I ever got caught, I would never find  a teaching job. Apparently the fact that I'd like to retain what little health I have and the fact that I would like to be a teacher still and have for my entire life and don't really want to jeopardize that makes me a big fat loser.

Today wasn't a very good day. I went to the library after I got out of work because I didn't want to sit here in my apartment. I should have called Korey. I miss her a lot. I miss my family a lot too.