i really wish the clowns would eat me. . .
because i can't sleep.
nights like this where i really do miss the old KTMB. it was the place i went to before i began to bother with LJ and was such a random assorted collection of souls. i remember having random nights where i'd wake up for whatever reason and then post what was eating at me at that moment just to get things off my chest and then seeing the responses. i miss that place
strike went amazingly well for the most part despite random bits, but it's just pushed me further into the "get off your ass and find something better" area. it really sucks that as much as i want to leave, i can't. i need my days off, but i also need to utilize those days to look for other work. but there is no other work that's anywhere nearby, and thus i have to travel a decent distance to just even turn in an application to other places. and although gas has gone down in price for a change, i still am weary about puting my car through enough as it is. crack
just sucks. i think i need someone or something to just smack me and make me do things, and one of the persons who did that i don't see that much or work with only one day every once in a while. i want out of it, but i just need the motivation. i'm more or less on the verge of just up and quitting, but that'd be pretty dumbb, but no job would be enough to help me out and force me look for work, or at the very least give me the time i need to look for other work. if only Dan lived in san diego, nothing like one's mentor to proverbaly bitch slap you across the face and get you to do things, sucks not having an immediate support system.
oh, and this doesn't help the sleeping one bit either:
http://www.telegraph.co.uk/earth/main.jhtml?view=DETAILS&grid=&xml=/earth/2008/09/10/scicern210.xml
i'm sure it will be fine and nothing to worry about, but these are people, after all, and people have this tendancy to go to far and fuck things up . . . yay science
nights like this where i really do miss the old KTMB. it was the place i went to before i began to bother with LJ and was such a random assorted collection of souls. i remember having random nights where i'd wake up for whatever reason and then post what was eating at me at that moment just to get things off my chest and then seeing the responses. i miss that place
strike went amazingly well for the most part despite random bits, but it's just pushed me further into the "get off your ass and find something better" area. it really sucks that as much as i want to leave, i can't. i need my days off, but i also need to utilize those days to look for other work. but there is no other work that's anywhere nearby, and thus i have to travel a decent distance to just even turn in an application to other places. and although gas has gone down in price for a change, i still am weary about puting my car through enough as it is. crack
just sucks. i think i need someone or something to just smack me and make me do things, and one of the persons who did that i don't see that much or work with only one day every once in a while. i want out of it, but i just need the motivation. i'm more or less on the verge of just up and quitting, but that'd be pretty dumbb, but no job would be enough to help me out and force me look for work, or at the very least give me the time i need to look for other work. if only Dan lived in san diego, nothing like one's mentor to proverbaly bitch slap you across the face and get you to do things, sucks not having an immediate support system.
oh, and this doesn't help the sleeping one bit either:
http://www.telegraph.co.uk/earth/main.jhtml?view=DETAILS&grid=&xml=/earth/2008/09/10/scicern210.xml
i'm sure it will be fine and nothing to worry about, but these are people, after all, and people have this tendancy to go to far and fuck things up . . . yay science