Fuck 'em!

I went to the bank again today. I managed to get everything done by phone at work yesterday but I decided it would be a good idea to go in and do some ass-covering today. I got a money order for my rent, got them to put the $500 back in and took everything else in cash. At this point the only the only thing that could potentially fuck up is the replacement cheque for the one that was supposed to be reversed. But I don't give a rat's ass about that since the only way it could bounce now would be the bank's fault, not mine. I went to the grocery store and got enough food to keep me alive until my next paycheque and my other outstanding bills will have to wait until then. So there is light at the end of the tunnel and in twenty seven days I will have reached the end of this. It's not exactly going to be a fun four weeks since I still have to live like a pauper, but I'll make it. And at least now I have some Guinness and some Bombay and tonic.

And I can go out to the club tonight and tomorrow night and not have to worry about my rent. Not that I'm not worried about other things, like my car insurance expiring next month and a host of other overdue bills, but as long as I have a home to come back to I can sort everything else out.

Twenty seven more days and then I can relax.

In other news there was not comic yesterday because I have to scan some more.