Ack, Crap, and So Forth
I have a lot to update on and not a lot of patience for one activity right now, partly because I'm having family separation anxiety, which is always manageable when Katie is home but right now she's in Yosemite, and I'm all alone. Granted, I got my room at least to a point you can see the floor, which is a vast improvement, and I've completed half of my article due tomorrow, although I'm not convinced I like where it is going. Then again, gaywired is hardly the image of journalistic wonder, so I don't know why I'm being such a perfectionist.
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OKAY. Let's see, I'll do a bit of update now, a bit later after I drink water, maybe take a walk to calm myself Iago. Money is TIZIGHT (that's "tight" with an "iz" for emphasis) because I have loan payments due in a week, rent in a week, bills now, oh and Brian, I still haven't found my purpose.** Not to mention I just got a universal remote and hella expensive AAA batteries because Target expects you to forget the batteries until you're in the checkout line twenty minutes before your train and they put only the costly ones at the registers, so that's another 14 bucks, plus train fare for the weekend which was $17.50. Then I spent $24 on movie tickets and $5 or so on concessions (Jeffrey paid for dinner. Only fair...more on the date in my next, more "good news"-y post) on Wednesday night. Then I was sick Friday so I missed out on four hours of work pay at $12 an hour after taxes.
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In short: I'M IN trouble.
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Also, as I hinted before, this article is just not writing itself like the last one. I suppose I'm keeping with the Indiana Jones theme in that my sophomore effort may be something of a disaster but I will redeem myself with the third entry, for which I already have a subject and THE BEST HEADLINE IN THE HISTORY OF CIVILIZATION. Not to oversell it or anything. Wait and see. That is, if I don't get fired for the shitshow this one tomorrow is going to be. But really, I write every two weeks. It's hard to plan ahead, or I become old hat. But leave it to the last minute, and I'm not sure if it's going to be brilliant. And you know anything less than brilliant is unacceptable for me.
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Oh and by the way, if I hear one more person say "You type SO fast!" like it's a bad thing I am going to SCREAM. (I don't even type correctly; I type with two fingers on the left hand and three on the right. Um, weirdo much?) Just putting that out there.
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I hate that I missed a day of work, even if it's only a half day, on my third day of the assignment, which is only a few weeks long in itself. It has been bumming me out all weekend so much that I didn't even want to compound the offense by telling my parents about it. (Sidebar: I originally spelled the words above "civilisation" and "offence," meaning I am getting in the right mindset to start my thesis, I suppose.) And SPEAKING of thesis, I haven't even started, nor had a chance to go down to the library, picking out a book check it in check it out (no points for that because it's rigged for Salters). I will attempt to do so this week, but I have el doctor on Wednesday (where I will beg and plead for the hastiest possible removal of GWB). And just to get the negative out of the way now, there is good news, but I have to put the possible side effect in this entry for clarity and continuity (why can't I write this fluidly when I'm getting PAID for it?). The bad news is that it may be a little more difficult to get GWB off in the near future, only because I may soon not be as flexible in my time. (Can you guess the hopefully good news?)
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Let's see, anything else? No, I think that is about all of the bad news or other crap I can think of since I last updated the uncaring world on my oh-so-interesting little life. And my user icon could not be more appropriate for this entry. Tune in soon for the happy version. YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAYYYY!!!
**Three points for whoever gets that reference!
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OKAY. Let's see, I'll do a bit of update now, a bit later after I drink water, maybe take a walk to calm myself Iago. Money is TIZIGHT (that's "tight" with an "iz" for emphasis) because I have loan payments due in a week, rent in a week, bills now, oh and Brian, I still haven't found my purpose.** Not to mention I just got a universal remote and hella expensive AAA batteries because Target expects you to forget the batteries until you're in the checkout line twenty minutes before your train and they put only the costly ones at the registers, so that's another 14 bucks, plus train fare for the weekend which was $17.50. Then I spent $24 on movie tickets and $5 or so on concessions (Jeffrey paid for dinner. Only fair...more on the date in my next, more "good news"-y post) on Wednesday night. Then I was sick Friday so I missed out on four hours of work pay at $12 an hour after taxes.
.
In short: I'M IN trouble.
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Also, as I hinted before, this article is just not writing itself like the last one. I suppose I'm keeping with the Indiana Jones theme in that my sophomore effort may be something of a disaster but I will redeem myself with the third entry, for which I already have a subject and THE BEST HEADLINE IN THE HISTORY OF CIVILIZATION. Not to oversell it or anything. Wait and see. That is, if I don't get fired for the shitshow this one tomorrow is going to be. But really, I write every two weeks. It's hard to plan ahead, or I become old hat. But leave it to the last minute, and I'm not sure if it's going to be brilliant. And you know anything less than brilliant is unacceptable for me.
.
Oh and by the way, if I hear one more person say "You type SO fast!" like it's a bad thing I am going to SCREAM. (I don't even type correctly; I type with two fingers on the left hand and three on the right. Um, weirdo much?) Just putting that out there.
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I hate that I missed a day of work, even if it's only a half day, on my third day of the assignment, which is only a few weeks long in itself. It has been bumming me out all weekend so much that I didn't even want to compound the offense by telling my parents about it. (Sidebar: I originally spelled the words above "civilisation" and "offence," meaning I am getting in the right mindset to start my thesis, I suppose.) And SPEAKING of thesis, I haven't even started, nor had a chance to go down to the library, picking out a book check it in check it out (no points for that because it's rigged for Salters). I will attempt to do so this week, but I have el doctor on Wednesday (where I will beg and plead for the hastiest possible removal of GWB). And just to get the negative out of the way now, there is good news, but I have to put the possible side effect in this entry for clarity and continuity (why can't I write this fluidly when I'm getting PAID for it?). The bad news is that it may be a little more difficult to get GWB off in the near future, only because I may soon not be as flexible in my time. (Can you guess the hopefully good news?)
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Let's see, anything else? No, I think that is about all of the bad news or other crap I can think of since I last updated the uncaring world on my oh-so-interesting little life. And my user icon could not be more appropriate for this entry. Tune in soon for the happy version. YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAYYYY!!!
**Three points for whoever gets that reference!