LOOK GUYS. MISHA COLLINS AND MARK SHEPPARD ARE IN MY BED
Ok, but no seriously these are the pictures I'm going to have them sign at LA Con. Why two Misha ones? Well, I couldn't decide which one I wanted so I figured I'd print both and decide last minute or give one to a friend or sell it to a stranger or something IDK. Also since I'm dangerously close to losing my job I figured I'd use the discount while I have it.
Speaking of which, I was told today that I'm "on a tight leash" and that the slightest mistake could lead to my termination. I cried at work. I've never been fired from a job before. I've never even been reprimanded. Never got a detention in school. Never got a write up in the dorms. Never had a ticket (got a parking ticket once for parking too far from the curb because I didn't want to fuck up and hit the curb so lol ticket for being too cautious). I've never been arrested or cited or sued. Never been banned from a community or blocked by anyone (that I'm aware of). And yet... I'm about to be fired. Because of course that is exactly what I need right now. Because facing a $2000 dental procedure with no money and scraping by each month just isn't enough torture.
But you know what? My Doctor prescribed Percocet for my physical pain. And I have two days off from work. So I am legally allowed to spend these next two days as high as a kite and watch Disney movies in my PJs and not talk to anybody or interact with the real world in any meaningful way (I will be applying to jobs like mad when my meds start to wear off and I am coherent, though). So these next two days are me time. Fuck the world. Fuck everybody.