So the family, me, and a whole bunch of my friends have decided that this year Christmas just doesn't feel like Christmas. Maybe it's because it's been a particularly stressful few months for the people I know. Maybe because it's unusually warm and there isn't any snow. Maybe it's because I've been in a [/wrists] mood for about a month and I dunno why. Who knows, really.
I hope this [insert holiday of your choice here] is better for ya'll. I look forward to presents, though :D And to those of you I'm getting gifts for...umm...it's going to be a little longer til I can get anything. I kind of still don't have enough money for bills. I can't even buy gas. Soooo it'll be more like...Valentines day when you get stuff...if I get a new job. Chances are, with everyone quiting, I'll be getting more hours at the spa. That's a good thing, I guess. I'm pretty sure, though, that one shouldn't feel anxious and afraid of going to work.
I'm gonna hush now that I've brought everyone down :D My job here is done. *scampers off*
Showing posts with label emo. Show all posts
Showing posts with label emo. Show all posts
Monday, December 24, 2007
Saturday, October 13, 2007
Post Office Trauma
I just took Yoda for a walk to the Post Office. I was carrying him out and was in the process of setting him down when he decided to JUMP and landed on his head/back.
ON THE SIDEWALK!
He rolled over and then swayed a whole lot with his eyes closed before he came to his senses...then he cried. Loudly. A lot.
A few minutes later and he was fine. Now he's laying in the floor at my feet trying to take a nap, but the fleas keep waking him up. Momma checked him out- he doesn't have a knot or anything and he didn't break any teeth. But ya know, I cried anyway cuz I'm pretty sure I caused him to break something in his head and he'll die before Monday.
I'm not a positive thinker as of late.
ON THE SIDEWALK!
He rolled over and then swayed a whole lot with his eyes closed before he came to his senses...then he cried. Loudly. A lot.
A few minutes later and he was fine. Now he's laying in the floor at my feet trying to take a nap, but the fleas keep waking him up. Momma checked him out- he doesn't have a knot or anything and he didn't break any teeth. But ya know, I cried anyway cuz I'm pretty sure I caused him to break something in his head and he'll die before Monday.
I'm not a positive thinker as of late.
Wednesday, October 03, 2007
Whhhhyyyyy...
So we went to get the door. It was an adventure. I'll post details later, (with pictures :D), but not right now. Just know that the door is still at the junk yard and the van in now imobile.
Job interview is tomorrow. I think I can get there if I start walking now.
Job interview is tomorrow. I think I can get there if I start walking now.
Monday, September 24, 2007
Joblessness cheesecake for me!
Umm...inside joke. Anyway, I went to the Dillard's (I don't care about hiding their name anymore XD) again for an interview. This time I made it through the application without the computer dieing on me, but I have yet to have an interview. Why? Well...I'm being schlepped off to the other departments. The lady I talked to today said that their floor manager wasn't there (even though I knew that he was, that's why I was there. Plus I could hear him from his office) and then told me that I couldn't work in Women's because I'd fail. Yes, she used the word fail. So she set me up an appointment for Wednesday with some other woman...and I just kind of nodded. I'm sure she noticed that I wasn't writing any of it down. She also told me, for all intents and purposes, that I needed to dress better or I wouldn't make it passed saying 'hello.' *looks down* These are the nicest clothes that I have. I can't get anything better for a while, at least not before 1pm on Wednesday. Soooooo...I'm going to call tomorrow and cancel the appointment...maybe tell them another, closer opportunity came up. The stress (and general shame that I felt for how I dress and live), isn't worth it. Neither is the gas- not when I'm not being paid, anyway.
Nana wants me to file for unemployment...momma has brought it up as well. I dunno how to feel about this.
Anyway...yah. I like animal crackers.
Nana wants me to file for unemployment...momma has brought it up as well. I dunno how to feel about this.
Anyway...yah. I like animal crackers.
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