bramthepale

Man... so tired... I can't sleep worth shit in the summer heat. I'm such a winter person... my blood's just too damned hot.

So I had a disagreement with the management where I work regarding my mohawk. I've wanted to get out of the craphole I've called a hometown for the last few years for a while, but I really do enjoy my job right now, even if the pay isn't great. However, since the management seems intent on pushing me around just for the sake of impressing me with their decision making ability, I've told them to blow. I'm gonna be abandoning my boss, who really does rock, at possibly the worst time possible.

A week after said disagreement, a very close friend jokingly asked me if I wanted to move to Ottawa with her. My reply of "yup" kind of caught her off guard.

So anyway, Ottawa by October. I may be crashing on my little sisters couch for a while, but hey, I'll get shit figured out, and with the number of people I know up there, it should be a permanent roaming party. And hot, fun female roommate this time.

Also, I hate job hunting... but here we go again. Life could definitely be worse.