Running on 'E'
Posted on August 16, 2008 7:22 PM
The reason why my tweets have been scarce or 99% of the time, from my cell phone. The reason why I was the epitome of a walking zombie. The reason why Red Bull became my breakfast, lunch, and dinner. The reason why sleeping pills were bought in considerable amounts.
I give to you, my time card. Read it and weep.
This does not conclude my working streak. I've been working since Wednesday of last week and my next day off isn't until Tuesday. I refuse to count the consecutive days of work.
I've never felt so physically drained and looking forward to the significant amount of money I'll be receiving from my pay check can't even cheer me up right now. Seriously.
Life Lesson: There is no manual
Posted on August 13, 2008 11:04 PM
So... this thing called life can be pretty hard. Nobody tells you that in the beginning. No, they wouldn't want to discourage us now would they? It's all peaches and cream, "You can be anything you want to be," and "Nothing in life's that hard," bullshit. There should be a manual for certain things. I know, I'm a little late in the game to be saying such things, but gosh darnit, I'm 23, I want a fucking manual!
Frequently asked questions:
How am I to pay my $450 in school loans every month? (Which by the way takes nothing off the principal, they're just interest payments!)
How does economy factor into school loan consolidation?
How am I to find a freakin' job, without relocating?
How am I to make the decision to go back to school or not?
How am I to resist temptation when I am not in the correct state of mind to begin with? (Ooo, I like that one.)
Maybe I need to look a bit harder for my manual...
Prehistoric documentary a la Fish
Posted on August 11, 2008 10:24 PM
Yesterday, my poor fishies (Home Skillet, Dish, & Mussolini) went homeless. Their old home sprung a leak and before the could apply for welfare, I buys them a new home, yeah!
But prior to that, I was forced to put all three fish in a tiny bowl that barely fit them. The poor things were so distressed, they were pooping up a storm. I mean poop everywhere! Like a mini fish out-house.
Moving on, since the USB cord to my camera has mysteriously disappeared and my memory card lost amidst my desk, I am but picture-less. So I drew a Before-And-After to best describe my fishies' horrifying experience.
Enjoy.
