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Well, well, well...look who it is.
The logan.
No rest for the weary as it were. I've been...really stressed out lately. I had a really bad day yesterday...the worst I've had in a while. I won't go into the details...it drains me so. As for the present...I sit in the noisy two dogs cafe in san luis obispo. I just got out of the movie "Constantine". An excellent movie if I've ever seen one. It's got action, laughs, demons, angels, conspiracies...and keanu reeves smokes like a chimney. I did not know this, and am happy as such. My own smoking is causing me much of the stress I've been feeling lately. My boss, whom I know has my future in interest, is telling me that for next week, I am not allowed to smoke on the worksite. I can smoke as much as I want any other time but for eight hours out of my day, I am not allowed to smoke. Anyone else who smokes.......you feel my pain. I am very...very close to losing my job. My boss tells me I'm not advancing as far as my motivation and work ethic go...and to be honest, I haven't been seeing a lot from this place to feel motivated about. I told him that. Didn't make much difference though. If/when I do get fired...I will be consequently homeless. I spoke with my mother...told her of my situation...and she told me she can't bail me out of this, and I can't come stay with her. It is...the most horrifying and depressing feeling I've ever had. But I do not hold it against her, and I understand what she's saying: I need to be self reliant. Though when I look at myself being homeless, I see myself as not being able to come out of it. How can I? How would I get to interviews with all my things? How would I clean my clothes......how would I eat?! I don't know how others do it...anyway...no more talking about that. I don't want that clouding my mind. Le Sigh. I've regrown my mohawk and died it black :) Lookin good. Now I just need a girlfriend to match the look. Well, I'm gonna go have a smoke. Peace.
The logan.
No rest for the weary as it were. I've been...really stressed out lately. I had a really bad day yesterday...the worst I've had in a while. I won't go into the details...it drains me so. As for the present...I sit in the noisy two dogs cafe in san luis obispo. I just got out of the movie "Constantine". An excellent movie if I've ever seen one. It's got action, laughs, demons, angels, conspiracies...and keanu reeves smokes like a chimney. I did not know this, and am happy as such. My own smoking is causing me much of the stress I've been feeling lately. My boss, whom I know has my future in interest, is telling me that for next week, I am not allowed to smoke on the worksite. I can smoke as much as I want any other time but for eight hours out of my day, I am not allowed to smoke. Anyone else who smokes.......you feel my pain. I am very...very close to losing my job. My boss tells me I'm not advancing as far as my motivation and work ethic go...and to be honest, I haven't been seeing a lot from this place to feel motivated about. I told him that. Didn't make much difference though. If/when I do get fired...I will be consequently homeless. I spoke with my mother...told her of my situation...and she told me she can't bail me out of this, and I can't come stay with her. It is...the most horrifying and depressing feeling I've ever had. But I do not hold it against her, and I understand what she's saying: I need to be self reliant. Though when I look at myself being homeless, I see myself as not being able to come out of it. How can I? How would I get to interviews with all my things? How would I clean my clothes......how would I eat?! I don't know how others do it...anyway...no more talking about that. I don't want that clouding my mind. Le Sigh. I've regrown my mohawk and died it black :) Lookin good. Now I just need a girlfriend to match the look. Well, I'm gonna go have a smoke. Peace.