The poor lonely dejected calendar

I haven't forgotten about you weed calendar. I just don't have any peace of mind, a boyfriend to stabilize, cash for rent or anything outside the realm of survival mode, grace and time and my customer service sales smile. I'm so sorry. I really tried when I was feeling so low but it didn't work. I'm hoping to pick up where the calendar project left off at some point in the future when all of those above things are ok. p.s. yeah you bank, read it? im broke. dont call me, jesse. from your freaking harrasment of a blocked number. ok?