  Good, god, I can hardly breathe. Looks like a good time to stop smoking; I went all day yesterday abstaining. And today? I can hardly breathe enough to sit up, let alone to introduce foreign toxins to my laboring lungs. My breath is audible no matter how I try to get oxygen. Im weezing out a cough like an 80 year old cancer patient with emphysema.
I thought it best to lay low and skip classes. For the sake of others and because I dont know how Id walk up all those steps if the one flight in my house takes a moment to recover from. I had an appointment to have my long-defunct garage door to be fixed today. Appointment was scheduled for the afternoon after 11:30, presumably the time when I would be back from school. But of course, I was sleeping. So I got up at 11:30, put some clothes on, and I walked downstairs to make coffee and brekkie.
To find a note IN MY HOUSE from the garage dude saying he waited around until 11:30 and left finally when I didnt show. Waited around? In my living room or what? One, he blew the time. Now I have to wait even longer to have a working unit. And two, who one earth finds it appropriate to break into someones house?
Leave the note on the front door, yo! BTW, I was up in my room with the door open sleeping naked while this gentleman was in here. Does anyone else find this problematic? I called their company for a reschedule, doing my best not to get angry. I dont have the lung capacity. Went to get the mail.
No check. Just two letters, one threatening to turn off my phone, the other to remind me how over the limit one of my credit cards is. No check = nothing I can do about it. Im just stalling until I get a job in a couple of months. I hate being broke. I hate knowing how bad my credit rating is having rung up two of them to total 3,000 in the time since I lost my ability to work.
But what can I do? Creditors call all day, but I screen. My gas tank is empty. So I really do have to wait until that check arrives before I can do anything, go anywhere. I was going to throw a dinner party this weekend, but I cant afford to be doing things like that. especially when I have the chance to babysit instead.
I need money! Shit, I want a cigarette, but I cant imagine what that will do to my lungs. Guess Ill have to skip it and read a book instead to distract me. Or hell, scrounge up some change and go buy some cold medicine. Except that I already did the change scrounging for smokes a couple of days ago. haha, the irony. 
