Alright, alright.
I returned from Vermont last night after spending almost three days there. Sleep was minimal, and sustenance consisted of a grilled cheese sandwich, a bagel with cream cheese, a bagel with egg and cheese, two bananas and an apple, and not all of which I ate. The funny thing is that it all tasted the same- something like wax.
Now, the kind of funky part of this is that I was visiting my on again/off again ex. I don't really want to be 'on again' with her because it is too stressful and never really turns out ok. The problem is that I still care- very much- and I don't know how to just stop.
Ah hell, shut up, clint.
I will figure it out. Always do, somehow.
Other than that, things are ok. I guess I quit my other job because after I gave them my notice they neglected to schedule me. oh well.
fuck them.
This means that I have had a couple of weeks off of work, which is great, but I need to make some money again. I can go in to work at my new job, but they haven't really opened yet and are completely rebuilding the kitchen. I will go help out with that, probably tomorrow. Build up some brownie points and stuff. Not that I really need them- the manager there likes me- but they can't really hurt, either.
I think my Subaru is on its way out. That kind of sucks, as I would have liked to drive it for longer, but it needs too much stuff and I can't justify putting all this money into a beat up, smashed up car that I could never sell for more than $600 or so.
I guess we'll have to see just how much longer it will run before it blows up.
ok. enough for now.
My life is pretty boring.
I returned from Vermont last night after spending almost three days there. Sleep was minimal, and sustenance consisted of a grilled cheese sandwich, a bagel with cream cheese, a bagel with egg and cheese, two bananas and an apple, and not all of which I ate. The funny thing is that it all tasted the same- something like wax.
Now, the kind of funky part of this is that I was visiting my on again/off again ex. I don't really want to be 'on again' with her because it is too stressful and never really turns out ok. The problem is that I still care- very much- and I don't know how to just stop.
Ah hell, shut up, clint.
I will figure it out. Always do, somehow.
Other than that, things are ok. I guess I quit my other job because after I gave them my notice they neglected to schedule me. oh well.
fuck them.
This means that I have had a couple of weeks off of work, which is great, but I need to make some money again. I can go in to work at my new job, but they haven't really opened yet and are completely rebuilding the kitchen. I will go help out with that, probably tomorrow. Build up some brownie points and stuff. Not that I really need them- the manager there likes me- but they can't really hurt, either.
I think my Subaru is on its way out. That kind of sucks, as I would have liked to drive it for longer, but it needs too much stuff and I can't justify putting all this money into a beat up, smashed up car that I could never sell for more than $600 or so.
I guess we'll have to see just how much longer it will run before it blows up.
ok. enough for now.
My life is pretty boring.
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i finally passed out at 5am only to wake up at 9am, the dog has got to poop in the morning.