Ladeedaa
I am beginning to feel old, like I should have accomplished more by now. I'm working my ass off in school, but I have a programming class with an instructor who sucks. He's assuming everyone has done computer programming, and if you haven't, well then you should have. I'm frustrated as hell with him, and with myself. I keep thinking I should know this stuff, that I'm stupid because I don't get it. It's bringing me to tears every time I try to do the lab. I got a D on the first exam, and I've never had a class affect me like this. I was wanting so much to improve my GPA, but with this class I am almost certain it will drop lower than it was to start out with. Argh!
I'm glad the roommates got rid of one of the cats, I was really getting frustrated with not being able to breathe, or have management fix the broken stuff in the apartment because the pets weren't paid for and therefore didn't exist. I can now have them come and get rid of the black mold growing everywhere in this crappy apartment. We are still looking for a 1br under $600, but haven't really found anything that appeals to us. The housing market is really taking it's toll on the rental prices. Most 1 bedroom places are going for over $700 a month, which is ridiculous.
I am also still looking for a job. It seems when I'm looking for something that is primarily evenings and weekends, all I can find is mornings monday-friday. I need to have tuesday-thursday off for school. I refuse to make the same mistake twice and put a job ahead of my education. What is the most unsettling for me is that I know my job history is really bad, that is why I am going back to school, but I can understand why no one would want to hire me. I don't scream reliability with a spotty job history. I scream flake. No one likes a flake.
Clinton and I are doing ok, very stressed out with the money, and the living situation. We are getting through it though. Sometimes I wonder how we manage.
The rodents are doing well. I gave them a bath today after I sanitized their little ratty mansion. They hate me now. Apparently rodents, much like cats, are tongue wash only. They had fleas from the aforementioned cats, so I didn't have much of a choice. They seem to be happier now and aren't scratching as much. I hope their fur grows back, it was concerning to see all the bald spots on them. Mini has tumors, which isn't surprising considering she's around 3 years old and is very very fat. Tigger is still lopsided, but she gets along pretty well.
I went out with Roxy the other night. It was a lot of fun. I really like having someone to hang out with. She needed time away from the husband and kiddos, and I needed time away from home. We went out shopping and then went to dinner at a wonderful Chinese restaurant. Then we came back to my place ate cheesecake and watched Blades of Fury. Was a good night overall. Next friday I am going down to Salem with her to see a band that a friend of hers is a member of. I am looking forward to getting out of town for an evening.
That is all for now, I'm going to go make a screwdriver and run a long hot bath.
I'm glad the roommates got rid of one of the cats, I was really getting frustrated with not being able to breathe, or have management fix the broken stuff in the apartment because the pets weren't paid for and therefore didn't exist. I can now have them come and get rid of the black mold growing everywhere in this crappy apartment. We are still looking for a 1br under $600, but haven't really found anything that appeals to us. The housing market is really taking it's toll on the rental prices. Most 1 bedroom places are going for over $700 a month, which is ridiculous.
I am also still looking for a job. It seems when I'm looking for something that is primarily evenings and weekends, all I can find is mornings monday-friday. I need to have tuesday-thursday off for school. I refuse to make the same mistake twice and put a job ahead of my education. What is the most unsettling for me is that I know my job history is really bad, that is why I am going back to school, but I can understand why no one would want to hire me. I don't scream reliability with a spotty job history. I scream flake. No one likes a flake.
Clinton and I are doing ok, very stressed out with the money, and the living situation. We are getting through it though. Sometimes I wonder how we manage.
The rodents are doing well. I gave them a bath today after I sanitized their little ratty mansion. They hate me now. Apparently rodents, much like cats, are tongue wash only. They had fleas from the aforementioned cats, so I didn't have much of a choice. They seem to be happier now and aren't scratching as much. I hope their fur grows back, it was concerning to see all the bald spots on them. Mini has tumors, which isn't surprising considering she's around 3 years old and is very very fat. Tigger is still lopsided, but she gets along pretty well.
I went out with Roxy the other night. It was a lot of fun. I really like having someone to hang out with. She needed time away from the husband and kiddos, and I needed time away from home. We went out shopping and then went to dinner at a wonderful Chinese restaurant. Then we came back to my place ate cheesecake and watched Blades of Fury. Was a good night overall. Next friday I am going down to Salem with her to see a band that a friend of hers is a member of. I am looking forward to getting out of town for an evening.
That is all for now, I'm going to go make a screwdriver and run a long hot bath.