Yeah, remind me again why I bother with people?
Oh, right, a very strong sense of masochism.
I think I'll be cured of that shortly.
My lack of social adeptness continues to frustrate me and lead to me making a fool out of myself.
I feel like I'm five seconds away from getting dumped. The sad aspect is that frustrating as my job can be, everyone loves me. Even the people I think dislike me actually find me to be indispensible or at the very least inoffensive.
It seems I either provoke a sort of vague indifference or a mild affection like the kind people have for a beloved pet.
I actually asked my former boss (now basically an independent contractor at my job) out to lunch....it was via email, but I still did it, so that's new for me. I hadn't really gotten a chance to talk to her since she got back from Mozambique. Maybe she has advice for me about how to be better at my job. I'm being negative, I know. I'm actually doing really well, I think I just wish I was making more. That's what going back to school is about, right? Better job, more money,
Yeah.
'Course if I end up getting dumped and have to move into a studio apartment, it won't matter if I get into school or not, I'll be scrambling just to pay the bills.
I apparently have overtime coming up one of these weekends. Hooray.
I really am a wet blanket.
Oh, right, a very strong sense of masochism.
I think I'll be cured of that shortly.
My lack of social adeptness continues to frustrate me and lead to me making a fool out of myself.
I feel like I'm five seconds away from getting dumped. The sad aspect is that frustrating as my job can be, everyone loves me. Even the people I think dislike me actually find me to be indispensible or at the very least inoffensive.
It seems I either provoke a sort of vague indifference or a mild affection like the kind people have for a beloved pet.
I actually asked my former boss (now basically an independent contractor at my job) out to lunch....it was via email, but I still did it, so that's new for me. I hadn't really gotten a chance to talk to her since she got back from Mozambique. Maybe she has advice for me about how to be better at my job. I'm being negative, I know. I'm actually doing really well, I think I just wish I was making more. That's what going back to school is about, right? Better job, more money,
Yeah.
'Course if I end up getting dumped and have to move into a studio apartment, it won't matter if I get into school or not, I'll be scrambling just to pay the bills.
I apparently have overtime coming up one of these weekends. Hooray.
I really am a wet blanket.
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they kept me up last night, pouncing on my feet. silly kitties.