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I return! A number of things have happened since my last post, most notably:
-Christmas
-A cold and a flu
-Some fights
-Suspension
-Some depression
-A move
-A relapse into being a fangirl
Christmas was interesting, nobody slammed the door on us as my parents and I left my grandparents' place, so that was nice. It was still a bit awkward at times, there's nobody quite like family to make one feel unwelcome.
On the gifts side, I was pleased and surprised. I got a fieldguide to Irish faeries, some gloves that my mother (accidentally) stole, and some other things that I can't quite remember at the moment. But they were good. I swear.
I've wavered between being a nervous mess and disgustingly pleasant in these past couple weeks. I apologise to most people who've had to put up with me, and can assure you I'm in a (mostly) better state now.
I got suspended at work for my first time. For being sick and low sales. Fucking brilliant. I'm back now, but I was damned sure I was going to use that time to find myself another job. Did I? Of course not! I moved, instead. It was one of the most unpleasant moves so far, including that time we thought we were homeless for three days and my ps2 ended up permanently with Richard >.<; One tiny misunderstanding, and I break down like a fucking child. I vaguely remember saying things I now regret, not because they were spiteful, but because they were so self-pitying. Ugh. Mental note, if I'm going to break down, shove it aside til I can get myself somewhere alone.
But we're in the new place now, and I'm back at work. So life has/is working out the snags, as it tends to. I'm even on good terms with Gabe, and considering that I was so upset when he suspended me, its rather surprising. I ought to just get used to surprises. Yesterday I actually enjoyed myself at work, dear god.
Another surprise was my relapse into several different fandoms, primarily Trigun. I'd completely forgotten how...how...I don't know how to say it. Compelling? Tragic? Essentially, I'd forgotten how much I love Knives. So I ended up ranting for possibly half an hour today about how much the anime really didn't do his character justice, and... Yes. With this also comes a return to fanfiction. This is what I get for rereading an old fic on a whim, goddamnit. I'm really not sure if I can afford to get back into anime and manga again. It used to suck up a decent chunk of my money, and now that most of my pay goes toward rent and other things like eating... I'll have to just limit myself. Alas.
I've been in such a strange mood for the past two days. Last night I almost felt drunk, the way I stared out into the rain and felt so happy, and then suddenly my cigarette was done, and I had to light another.
Life is strange.
-Christmas
-A cold and a flu
-Some fights
-Suspension
-Some depression
-A move
-A relapse into being a fangirl
Christmas was interesting, nobody slammed the door on us as my parents and I left my grandparents' place, so that was nice. It was still a bit awkward at times, there's nobody quite like family to make one feel unwelcome.
On the gifts side, I was pleased and surprised. I got a fieldguide to Irish faeries, some gloves that my mother (accidentally) stole, and some other things that I can't quite remember at the moment. But they were good. I swear.
I've wavered between being a nervous mess and disgustingly pleasant in these past couple weeks. I apologise to most people who've had to put up with me, and can assure you I'm in a (mostly) better state now.
I got suspended at work for my first time. For being sick and low sales. Fucking brilliant. I'm back now, but I was damned sure I was going to use that time to find myself another job. Did I? Of course not! I moved, instead. It was one of the most unpleasant moves so far, including that time we thought we were homeless for three days and my ps2 ended up permanently with Richard >.<; One tiny misunderstanding, and I break down like a fucking child. I vaguely remember saying things I now regret, not because they were spiteful, but because they were so self-pitying. Ugh. Mental note, if I'm going to break down, shove it aside til I can get myself somewhere alone.
But we're in the new place now, and I'm back at work. So life has/is working out the snags, as it tends to. I'm even on good terms with Gabe, and considering that I was so upset when he suspended me, its rather surprising. I ought to just get used to surprises. Yesterday I actually enjoyed myself at work, dear god.
Another surprise was my relapse into several different fandoms, primarily Trigun. I'd completely forgotten how...how...I don't know how to say it. Compelling? Tragic? Essentially, I'd forgotten how much I love Knives. So I ended up ranting for possibly half an hour today about how much the anime really didn't do his character justice, and... Yes. With this also comes a return to fanfiction. This is what I get for rereading an old fic on a whim, goddamnit. I'm really not sure if I can afford to get back into anime and manga again. It used to suck up a decent chunk of my money, and now that most of my pay goes toward rent and other things like eating... I'll have to just limit myself. Alas.
I've been in such a strange mood for the past two days. Last night I almost felt drunk, the way I stared out into the rain and felt so happy, and then suddenly my cigarette was done, and I had to light another.
Life is strange.