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I'm sort of a disastrous random encounter, who tends to laugh at people dumb enough to get stabbed in the face.
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| Not a lot is going on these days. Just working, looking for a new job, and trying to figure out how to survive the holidays. Part of me feels like if I am still at this hotel by Christmas, I'll die. I know that's a gross exageration, but I have been there for so long it horrifies me. I had an interview earlier this month for a job at a museum but I'm fairly certain I didn't get it. Ah well. Onwards... right? | | |
| Whatever I got hospitalized for back in May has struck me again. This time I was smart and just did not go to work, and spent the day sleeping/running to the bathroom every 5 minutes to yak. I'm assuming that this is due to eating fast food... I don't always get sick after eating fast food, but almost every time I get sick it's after eating fast food. I feel like if I started eating a more vegetarian type diet I would have less stomach issues. But I dunno if I wanna give up all that tasty, tasty murder.... | | |
| I'm eating one of those sugar death cookies. You know the sugar cookies with like the 3 feet of frosting on them? Yeah. It's got ghost sprinkles on it. I'm trying to avoid contacting someone right now. I feel like they need space. Shit's been rough lately. But we'll all get through, one way or another, right? | | |
| Had my wisdom teeth out yesterday. Wasn't as bad as I figured it be. Mostly cuz I was put under cuz there's no way in hell I woulda been ok with that mess. Only thing I remember is them sticking me with the IV, then putting a spacer in my mouth and then... there was some breif tugging and then I was getting in a wheel chair and trying to tell my mom how to get home and driving in a huge circle. My face is puffy and I'm on pain meds. | | |
| Life Update:
Stuff is okay. My moods have increased drastically in the past couple months which is fabtastical. Been trying to reorganize my life and get over the emo bullshit and fucking change the parts of my life that suck ass instead of sitting on my couch crying over it. Josh and I are hanging out a lot which is most excellent. Mona and I moved into a town house thing back in August and it's nice to have a roommate again, even though we keep really different schedules and don't see each other all the time and my cat isn't as eager to be pals with her dog as the dog is. I spend a large chunk of my time job hunting. I want out of my hotel job ASAP. I've been there six months, which is the longest time I have spent at ANY JOB I HAVE EVER HAD, and that's a horrible thought. I demand a better way to spend a large chunk of my life, dammit, and I'm going to find it. | | |
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