This past couple of months as been strange. Stressed from work and my grandmother died. I am sooooo pissed off at her! How can she do this? Our family was weak and she made it weaker. She made me face an open casket. But, she is with my grandfather after 20 years. Granddaddy has to be happy.

Yowza! I am tired. And I must return to work again in just a bit.

I haven't had much time to spend on anything creative, but hopefully that will happen soon. I have been going to work and then returning home and lounging around. Exciting, huh?

Coffee has become my new best friend. It is the only thing that keeps me going on those long work days.

I have almost kicked my movie buying addiction. I have recently moved on to Netflix. However, I was compelled to buy two movies yesterday. But I wa planning on buying those two anyway! Honest!

Yeah, still working on trying to get the pictures done.

And now I shall sign off.

The other day, while talking on the phone to an old friend of mine I was told something about them that just may have made enough of an impact to save my life completely unbeknownst to them. Crazy. Thank you.

I hate reformatting my hard drive. The entire process is a pain my my ass.

ya ya ya

I am so tired. I have insomnia again, but cannot sleep. Thank God for movies.

Sigh.

So today is a mandatory meeting. If they don't show up, they are out, no pity on them at all. I am sick of putting up with people that want to complain about money and lack of hours, but don't show up and don't do any actual work the hours that they are scheduled. Then they want to know where their raises are. Or the bullies that don't realize that their harassment is not only grounds for dismissal, but is also illegal.....as in against the law in this state.

So after reqding up on the symptoms of heart attacks, I am almost convinced I am having one right now. I am not a hypocondriac, but this is something really going on. I have the shortness of breath, pain in the left arm, a dull pain in my chest and a strange pain between my shoulder bones. However, not thinking about the cunt I work with calms me down and the symptoms go away. But thinking about everything that transpired brings them back.

Breathe. Breathe. Breathe.

So though it may be impossible, I am actually considering applying to GO to school part-time in the fall AND taking online courses from two other colleges. If possible. Of course. All that plus working full time at the shop I manage and part-time at the other shop. Not to mention still keep my sanity and do my artwork. And go to shows, of course. I have already lined up someone to help me with subject I more than likely will need help with, so I think I might possibly be able to do this. Ah, the stress I am under now just isn't enough.

Here's to work and stress and the occasional fun outing!

Well now.

3 applications at clubs and a laugh from another. Then an app at a restaurant. Still no one has called me about a job. Asecond job for me, that is. I can cocktail waitress! I can take orders. Just not for food at a "real" restaurant. I am used to working in bars and such. Sigh.

I also requested information to go back to school to finish my degree starting in the Fall. Yippeeee! Now if I could only get that damn job to help fund it. Then I can have one job to pay my bills and another to pay for school and extras, just how I like.

I am going to bed.