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Right, so. As per a deal with Zarth, as well as friends here and IRL convincing me that I was being a bit more overboard than normal, I'll be hanging around. I'm still a mite cheesed off at a few people, but feh. I get my news here, and new stuff in my life's readjusted my priorities.

Let's see...

For starters, I'm now in...
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Well, folks, this is it. I'm done with SuicideGirls, not because I don't have the cash, but because the reasons I came here are gone. I was looking for a community that was fun and gave a rat's ass about its own, and found one that turned on each other out of pure, sadistic glee. I was intrigued by the idea of rejecting society's standards...
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Right. So.

I've applied for a job in Austin, the Ex's turf. She's letting me room with her for about a month or so (two weeks of which she'll be out of the country with her girlfriend, so I'm housesitting and keeping an eye on her cats instead of macking on her). We're talking about odd dates we're going to do, odd gifts we're giving...
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I'm writing this from the Ex's apartment, which I've not left since Saturday evening -- and keep your hands where I can see them, it's been a pretty PG-13 "romp". A friend of mine put me up to this, and said something pretty damn wise: my life did end at 30, and it was a shitty fucking life I'm well rid of. Time to do...
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I have been 30 for just over a day. I haven't actually done any of that "sleep" stuff since Last Day, either. Been a weird couple of days, but good.

And now, really, really surreal.

Just as I was to hit the hay last night, I get an e-mail, and I recognize the address. It's the Ex. The one I haven't heard from since before...
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Last Day.



Tomorrow I will be 30. No job. No place of my own. No SO. No family of my own. No money. No real prospects.

Also no debt, so there's that on 90% of America. SUCK IT, BITCHES!

Richard Jeni died last night at the age of 45.

One day until Last Day.

Had a really good interview yesterday. The kind where the interviewer comments off-handedly that I did much better than most applicants at a screening. The kind where, before I leave, we're talking about which department I might like, and whether I should go for the shift differential.

Today, I got an e-mail back. Impressive resume, but going with someone else. They'll keep the application for...
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Eight days until Last Day.

Job interview Wednesday. Not sure if it's away from customers or not, but I'm hoping for the latter. Also hoping I hear back from the gaming company soon-ish. It's worse not hearing, and just stumbling into the knowledge that someone else got the job.

Slooooowly getting back into some of my on-line friendships after I royally screwed them last year....
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22 days until Last Day.

Had a good day for the most part. Finally screwed up the nerve to apply to one of my dream jobs. It came with a six-hour pretest to assess my skills. Looking over it, I felt confident I'd ace it. I was right, too.

What I was wrong about, however, is remembering military time. 1300 hours is not 3:00 PM,...
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Anna Nicole Smith died a couple days ago.

Now, I'm not going to say that I liked anything about the woman. I only ever saw one movie she was in, and she made me cringe during the Hudsucker Proxy - a fucking cameo. I won't say that I liked her show. I thought she was a hideous woman (even when she was thin and "hot"),...
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Right. Who's been telling everyone how big an idiot I really am? I just got spam for penis enhancement drugs that said that Ron Jeremy uses their stuff.

38 days until Last Day.