SC sucks
No wonder things have been rapidly falling apart for me, rapidly deteriorating psychologically and mentally: I'm in f*%king South Carolina!
Damn, why didn't I realize this earlier? I could have, I don't know, kept me from re-organizing my personal goals to include things like juggling.
And I'm here doing paperwork - like setting up direct deposit, which is a friggin' nightmare - and learning which manual literally too big to print off the internet needs to be consulted to figure out a tiny number that is a statistical certainty no one will ever see.
I'm in Hell!!! :)
Fortunately, I leave tomorrow. So it's cool.
Until I have to come back. But don't mention that. I might notice that and get sad again, so let's keep it on the DL, 'kay?
Damn, why didn't I realize this earlier? I could have, I don't know, kept me from re-organizing my personal goals to include things like juggling.
And I'm here doing paperwork - like setting up direct deposit, which is a friggin' nightmare - and learning which manual literally too big to print off the internet needs to be consulted to figure out a tiny number that is a statistical certainty no one will ever see.
I'm in Hell!!! :)
Fortunately, I leave tomorrow. So it's cool.
Until I have to come back. But don't mention that. I might notice that and get sad again, so let's keep it on the DL, 'kay?