mrstitches

So, I go back to work on tuesday. I suppose that's a good thing. I can be such a hopeless optimist sometimes, at least when it comes to my own life. I really though I might have found a better job before it was time to go back to the pool business. I don't know why I thought that. But I did. I should get some of those marketable skills I hear so much about. You know, the ability to do things that people will pay you for. That'd be fucking sweet. Or I could use them to start my own business. Safe cracking, or grifting or something respectable like that.