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i could really go for dropping a computer from a tall building right now.
the bloody machines have been acting up all day. again. every day this week and last. my only salvation today has been continuing to work on my article for the summer newsletter. i'm writing a guide on how to understand ebonics in library situations. it's completely bizarre and random, which is how i feel right now.
i'm not thinking about my car. when i got off work last night it wasn't as bad as i had built it up to be in my head throughout the day. it still sucks, and i will definitely have to pay to get it repaired, as well as whatever mystery part i broke on this guy's truck that he ordered from california. he did say someone rear-ended him a week after he got it, which makes me hope what little damage was there wasn't even me. my car seemed to sustain the brunt of it.
lol. brunt.
so i guess maybe i shouldn't have taken weekends off for the summer. this is like my come-uppance or something. i could have used the extra pay. and yet... and yet i still can't help not being worried. money is the one thing i never truly worry about. i talk about it, and i actually sort of loathe it. but when it gets down to it? meh. i mean, it will suck to not have extra cash for pretty clothes and concerts etc, but i still won't be like, on the street or anything.
c'est la vie.
the bloody machines have been acting up all day. again. every day this week and last. my only salvation today has been continuing to work on my article for the summer newsletter. i'm writing a guide on how to understand ebonics in library situations. it's completely bizarre and random, which is how i feel right now.
i'm not thinking about my car. when i got off work last night it wasn't as bad as i had built it up to be in my head throughout the day. it still sucks, and i will definitely have to pay to get it repaired, as well as whatever mystery part i broke on this guy's truck that he ordered from california. he did say someone rear-ended him a week after he got it, which makes me hope what little damage was there wasn't even me. my car seemed to sustain the brunt of it.
lol. brunt.
so i guess maybe i shouldn't have taken weekends off for the summer. this is like my come-uppance or something. i could have used the extra pay. and yet... and yet i still can't help not being worried. money is the one thing i never truly worry about. i talk about it, and i actually sort of loathe it. but when it gets down to it? meh. i mean, it will suck to not have extra cash for pretty clothes and concerts etc, but i still won't be like, on the street or anything.
c'est la vie.