Suggested title for a song about exes you keep having sex with:
"I can't get you out of my head, because your cock is still in my mouth."
Too much?
"I can't get you out of my head, because your cock is still in my mouth."
Too much?
I've not had access to the internet since before the election, so I'll likely be the very last to jump on this bandwagon: but, still, I've never been so proud of, nor felt so at home in my own country as I have since 11:00 Tuesday night.
In news of considerably less importance, I started my job on Monday, so I'm coming to the close of the first week. The training process is extensive. I won't even start transitioning into my actual responsibilities until the Monday after Christmas. It's all classroom and supervised practice sessions till then. Still, the people are great, and the work (such as it is) is hardly burdensome. Also, in late December, when I really start, I get a 10% pay bump and another 10% for working the night shift. I'm guardedly optimistic about the whole undertaking.
That's it really. All I do now is go to work, feed the cat, and sleep.
In news of considerably less importance, I started my job on Monday, so I'm coming to the close of the first week. The training process is extensive. I won't even start transitioning into my actual responsibilities until the Monday after Christmas. It's all classroom and supervised practice sessions till then. Still, the people are great, and the work (such as it is) is hardly burdensome. Also, in late December, when I really start, I get a 10% pay bump and another 10% for working the night shift. I'm guardedly optimistic about the whole undertaking.
That's it really. All I do now is go to work, feed the cat, and sleep.
Wow, it's been a bit. My access to the Internet isn't what it used to be.
Brief synopsis:
I made the big move out of Athens and was left in penury by the expense of the truck and the gasoline. I'm back in Macon, with family for the time being (as mandated by the aforementioned penury). I got myself a job, which I start Monday. It's GEICO this time. So, my grand experiment in attempting a return to school has officially gone full circle in failure. I'm at another insurance company, only now I'll work claims instead of underwriting and make a bit less until I'm out of new-hire probation. Awesome.
I'm actually a shade more sanguine than all of this makes me sound. After the first post-move week of pure desolation, something shifted in my head, and I can read again now. I've gone through a bunch of 20th-century/contemporary American novels: Roth, Vonnegut, Bellow, Barth, Powers, etc. It feels good, and that helps. Also, I've already cast my early vote for Obama. That felt great. I don't think Georgia's in the cards for him; but it's been declared a tossup, so I can hope.
That's all there really is to say for now. I'll hoard my first two months' paychecks toward the purchase of a car and the payment of a deposit on the most reasonable apartment I can find. Till then, I'm in a holding pattern. Here's to better luck next year.
My best to all those in dire straits and desperation. The rest of you should be fine on your own.
Brief synopsis:
I made the big move out of Athens and was left in penury by the expense of the truck and the gasoline. I'm back in Macon, with family for the time being (as mandated by the aforementioned penury). I got myself a job, which I start Monday. It's GEICO this time. So, my grand experiment in attempting a return to school has officially gone full circle in failure. I'm at another insurance company, only now I'll work claims instead of underwriting and make a bit less until I'm out of new-hire probation. Awesome.
I'm actually a shade more sanguine than all of this makes me sound. After the first post-move week of pure desolation, something shifted in my head, and I can read again now. I've gone through a bunch of 20th-century/contemporary American novels: Roth, Vonnegut, Bellow, Barth, Powers, etc. It feels good, and that helps. Also, I've already cast my early vote for Obama. That felt great. I don't think Georgia's in the cards for him; but it's been declared a tossup, so I can hope.
That's all there really is to say for now. I'll hoard my first two months' paychecks toward the purchase of a car and the payment of a deposit on the most reasonable apartment I can find. Till then, I'm in a holding pattern. Here's to better luck next year.
My best to all those in dire straits and desperation. The rest of you should be fine on your own.
I think every sentence in which I've ever used the word _epiphany_ has, in retrospect, proved to be dull, stupid, or both.
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