Risen, Not Shining

This getting up in the morning thing is for the birds. Literally. They seem to enjoy it, judging by the amount of noise they were making before I tossed a sheet over their cage around 6am.But I'm not at all fond of it. Still, I'm going to work, which means making money, which means I'll eventually be able to pay my rent, which is a problem that's been preoccupying me lately. I know my mom will help if I ask, but I really, really want to do this by myself. One more paycheck and very judicious spending from here on out will do it, I think. I only have 190 dollars left on my balance.

Last night alone I made 35 of that, after taxes, anyhow. And today I will make another 2 or so. I'm getting there by inches. I just wish I could get some more hours. Then I would have money for a few extravagances, like food. Oh well, that which does not kill me makes me strong!