My old man has got me furious.

I am hoping I can make 75 to 100 dollars cash right quick Wednesday. If Dan does not come scoop me Wednesday for work I am fucked. I can really use the cash for groceries or just to hold on to for later. Treat it greatly like now & later's save it up like a sleepy bear storing up for the winter.

I am a money hungry son of a bitch I am so damn ready to go collect this cheese. I need it, I just hope he does not let me down. My old man has got me fucking livid. Lord willing if the creek doesn't rise I will be raking, & bagging up autumn leaves this Wednesday. I need this odd job bad as fuck. I have 10 bucks to my name, and need to transform it into 110 bucks for real. I will have to avoid putting it into my chime account just so I don't fucking blow it. Once I get better adjusted, and back into the swing of being stingy & greedy with my money I will be much better off. I am so livid at my old man it's ridiculous. Poor communication, I am tired of the filthy lies.