Hrm.
So who actually updates their LJ anymore? It's start to lose it's appeal. Myspace is taking over the world.
Anyway, life is pretty much shit right now.
I'm moving back in with my parents for a few months to get myself financially stable again. I got fucked up financially a few months ago...and trying to deal with two bank accounts that are seriously in the negative makes things a bit hard when you have bills to pay. So I'm movin' back home on the 17th. Gonna save up some money, pay off some debts, buy a new computer (because mine took a shit all over itself), and buy some (desperately needed) new clothes. My jeans (the one pair I have left) are literally falling apart at the seams.
I finally got my court date for the underage drinking citation I got back in May or June or whenever it was. Next friday. Great. I rock. Let's hope I don't get my drivers license suspended. My lawyer is supposed to take care of everything tho...so I'm hoping he does a good job and gets me off the hook.
I barely ever drink anymore. I always have shit nights when I drink. I've cut back significantly. Tonight, for whatever reason, is an exception. Been drinkin' jack and coke the past hour or two. Lovely. Beer makes me sick now. Not literally, just figuratively. I've had so much beer this past year I could fill a fucking lake. Whiskey and martinis make me happy when I get the urge to drink (thanks for the intro to martinis, Drew).
Oh, my best friend (who I actually rarely ever see anymore...I miss you bro) joined the army. Nice, eh? Kyle leaves to basic on the 28th. I think it's a stupid decision, but it's not up to me. Be careful bro.
Work is overwhelming. I do so much and I'm expected to be doing more. I have three job titles - programmer, client support analyst, and search engine optimization specialist. It's hard to keep up with all the work I have to do. I always want to impress the people I work with by going above and beyond, but when what I'm expected to do is already enough to kill a man, it's hard. My performance review a few weeks ago was great, I got "exceeds expectations", but that's not good enough. I'm getting a raise that kicks in on the 1st of January, but I still expect more from myself. I'm not doing as good as I expect myself to do. Why am I always so hard on myself?
I'm getting a lot of freelance work in lately, which is great...me and Tony are working on a website for The Shine Gallery, I might be doing a website for my friend David's band in LA (he's friends with Dave Navarro...which makes for awesome exposure), David is trying to get me a gig to do the website for a school in LA that he works for, and my freelance "company" website is coming along great.
My ex gf is driving me crazy. I need to move on, but I still haven't met a girl that makes me think "wow...this girl is amazing". I need that. I'm starting to get incredibly depressed because I don't have that companionship. I know I just need to be patient. She'll walk right into my life and blow me away. I'm getting impatient tho. I don't like waiting. I've always been patient, but I'm sick of it.
This is getting way too long. No one's going to read this. I just wanted to write it down. Get it off my chest. I probably won't get any comments. I don't really care tho. Livejournal has lost it's luster.
Anyway, life is pretty much shit right now.
I'm moving back in with my parents for a few months to get myself financially stable again. I got fucked up financially a few months ago...and trying to deal with two bank accounts that are seriously in the negative makes things a bit hard when you have bills to pay. So I'm movin' back home on the 17th. Gonna save up some money, pay off some debts, buy a new computer (because mine took a shit all over itself), and buy some (desperately needed) new clothes. My jeans (the one pair I have left) are literally falling apart at the seams.
I finally got my court date for the underage drinking citation I got back in May or June or whenever it was. Next friday. Great. I rock. Let's hope I don't get my drivers license suspended. My lawyer is supposed to take care of everything tho...so I'm hoping he does a good job and gets me off the hook.
I barely ever drink anymore. I always have shit nights when I drink. I've cut back significantly. Tonight, for whatever reason, is an exception. Been drinkin' jack and coke the past hour or two. Lovely. Beer makes me sick now. Not literally, just figuratively. I've had so much beer this past year I could fill a fucking lake. Whiskey and martinis make me happy when I get the urge to drink (thanks for the intro to martinis, Drew).
Oh, my best friend (who I actually rarely ever see anymore...I miss you bro) joined the army. Nice, eh? Kyle leaves to basic on the 28th. I think it's a stupid decision, but it's not up to me. Be careful bro.
Work is overwhelming. I do so much and I'm expected to be doing more. I have three job titles - programmer, client support analyst, and search engine optimization specialist. It's hard to keep up with all the work I have to do. I always want to impress the people I work with by going above and beyond, but when what I'm expected to do is already enough to kill a man, it's hard. My performance review a few weeks ago was great, I got "exceeds expectations", but that's not good enough. I'm getting a raise that kicks in on the 1st of January, but I still expect more from myself. I'm not doing as good as I expect myself to do. Why am I always so hard on myself?
I'm getting a lot of freelance work in lately, which is great...me and Tony are working on a website for The Shine Gallery, I might be doing a website for my friend David's band in LA (he's friends with Dave Navarro...which makes for awesome exposure), David is trying to get me a gig to do the website for a school in LA that he works for, and my freelance "company" website is coming along great.
My ex gf is driving me crazy. I need to move on, but I still haven't met a girl that makes me think "wow...this girl is amazing". I need that. I'm starting to get incredibly depressed because I don't have that companionship. I know I just need to be patient. She'll walk right into my life and blow me away. I'm getting impatient tho. I don't like waiting. I've always been patient, but I'm sick of it.
This is getting way too long. No one's going to read this. I just wanted to write it down. Get it off my chest. I probably won't get any comments. I don't really care tho. Livejournal has lost it's luster.