Jul 12, 2010 13:45
(It's because I know my potential audience on there and would rather not deal with the consequences)
- "what exactly does 'not meeting our business plan' mean for me?"
- "I don't want 'just a job', I'd rather have a career"
- "No really, my dog is better than yours"
- "Your tight pants make you look like an entire bobble body. And that makes me want to vomit"
- "My least favorite sound in the world is you listening to your iPhone w/o headphones"
- "I wish I could get paid a lot to focus on minor details"
- "I don't care how many autographs you have, it doesn't make you interesting."
- "All your Obama is an awful, godless, unpatriotic American copy/pasted statuses make me want to unfriend you. And btw, it's kind of unChristianly to make those 'hoping he kind of dies' statements isn't it?"
- If you have no money, stop buying your lunch out a majority of the time."
- "Please, tell me more about how bad it is that you have a job using your accumulated degrees!"
- "Yes, I'd love for you to tell me more about how you'd like to get your 20-something-year-old tubes tied when one thing I'd really like to do is have a child."
- "I'm really trying hard to ignore the stupid things you people do at work."
I could go on and on, and a lot of those are work related. I'm really really trying hard to be positive in this state of blah that I keep myself my brain in, but it's difficult. My bank account is the lowest it's been, ever. I realize that I've become more and more my father's daughter. Although I think his financial worries had many more 0's behind them.
Not having lots of funds is o.k., I enjoy the idea of living simply, don't need or want fancy merchandise items. It's the worry of not having money for Duncan, my car, etc. Oh, I'd love to buy new glasses, but that will have to wait, even with vision insurance. It would be nice to have some extra money to pursue some hobby or two besides playing Farmville on Facebook (of which I refuse and always have refused to spend actual money on it). I used to think that I was fun and interesting, did interesting things, had a fairly interestering job, had good conversations. Now I'm just full of bitter and surliness a lot of the time. This is inbetween the occasional breakdown w/ SFTG telling me I'm not a failure. If I ever make it through this phase, he deserves a medal.