Okay, so after spending an hour in the pool soaking up rays, I feel a bit better. I'm heading to the gym soon to work off the dumpster-load of food I've eaten in the past few days as wella s some pent-up icky feelings. There is a distinct possibility that I will be having BBQ later today, and that makes me happy.
Being jobless sucks. Like the lovely Holliday said, it's cool for a couple weeks, but after that... The first month was GREAT. Now I'm going on three months without even a hint of anything on the horizon except the police job, which will probably take at least a year. I only get 26 weeks/6 months of unemployment.
A solution must be found because I had to put my plans on hold in order to sustain myself. Even though I've been out of work for three months, the finances are still looking pretty damn stellar, but my savings is taking a small hit for it. I guess that's what savings accounts are for, but I never thought I'd have to tap into it. I also have to buy a car in oh, six months, and there's no fucking way that they'll approve me with a short time of employment, even with my good credit rating. So in short, I'm screwed. At least I'm not cutting myself again.
I guess I'll just keep hawking my crap on ebay until I run out of shit to sell. Doubtful, though. I have a lot of shit.
Being jobless sucks. Like the lovely Holliday said, it's cool for a couple weeks, but after that... The first month was GREAT. Now I'm going on three months without even a hint of anything on the horizon except the police job, which will probably take at least a year. I only get 26 weeks/6 months of unemployment.
A solution must be found because I had to put my plans on hold in order to sustain myself. Even though I've been out of work for three months, the finances are still looking pretty damn stellar, but my savings is taking a small hit for it. I guess that's what savings accounts are for, but I never thought I'd have to tap into it. I also have to buy a car in oh, six months, and there's no fucking way that they'll approve me with a short time of employment, even with my good credit rating. So in short, I'm screwed. At least I'm not cutting myself again.
I guess I'll just keep hawking my crap on ebay until I run out of shit to sell. Doubtful, though. I have a lot of shit.
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A friend on a billboard is decidedly odd.