welcome back slaughter
well, now that i live at my mom's again, it seems time to write in livejournal! thank you, economy, for totally fucking up my life. i moved back "home" (aka the condo that my mom now has) to seattle at the beginning of december. i planned on living here until my boyfriend, the lovely jacob, and i could get enough money together for him to move up here and for us to live together. we had talked about moving here in the past, so that cushioned the blow. since then, i got a wonderful, amazing job working at goodwill, handpicking clothes for their new boutique. unfortunately, my inability to pee in a cup without drinking too much water, followed by the apparent problem of my pee being to cold, as i am a robot, lost me that opportunity. i worked briefly as a telemarketer, scamming old southern women into buying 12,000 dollars worth of magazine subscriptions. jacob, in that time, proved that portland has no opportunities whatsoever by applying for about 1,000 jobs and getting none of them.
this week i am touring two schools, one for a pharmacy technician program, and one for a drug counseling program. and to think, all the time i was studying things i was actually interested in, i thumbed my little nose at technical programs. now, if i am really lucky, i can get a weird job that i can't picture myself doing really, but i will be happy as long as it's not dental hygiene.
the only way not to get depressed is to look at this time as an opportunity to prevent this from happening in the future by getting an education, as well as a time to enjoy not having to worry about rent and all that noise. i am working on watercolor painting, and i just bought a casio. i have taken up yoga, and like to go on walks, even if i do live in lake city. i am almost finished with the last book of the hitchhiker's guide to the galaxy. gooo interests!
so that is my life now. it is kinda sad and boring, but that means i now have time to write sad and boring journal entries.
this week i am touring two schools, one for a pharmacy technician program, and one for a drug counseling program. and to think, all the time i was studying things i was actually interested in, i thumbed my little nose at technical programs. now, if i am really lucky, i can get a weird job that i can't picture myself doing really, but i will be happy as long as it's not dental hygiene.
the only way not to get depressed is to look at this time as an opportunity to prevent this from happening in the future by getting an education, as well as a time to enjoy not having to worry about rent and all that noise. i am working on watercolor painting, and i just bought a casio. i have taken up yoga, and like to go on walks, even if i do live in lake city. i am almost finished with the last book of the hitchhiker's guide to the galaxy. gooo interests!
so that is my life now. it is kinda sad and boring, but that means i now have time to write sad and boring journal entries.