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So it's 4:25 in the morning, and I'm waiting until 5:00, for me to head off to my first day, unofficial though it may be, of work. Counting crap in their warehouse, for their semi-annual inventory. I should probably be wearing jeans and a hoodie or something, since warehouses tend to be dirty, but mom's insisted on me dressing up, so that I have. We'll see how this turns out. I got around 4 hours of sleep last night.
I found out not too recently that the one girl I was actually interested in around here does not like me in that romantic way. I kind of rationalized it for a while, saying "well, maybe if we get together, then..." and all that jazz, but it does not seem that will even happen. She doesn't seem too interested in hanging out anymore, because I blew it, by telling her I liked her, which apparently kind of freaked her out. Hey I guess you win some and you lose some. Really I don't feel down when stuff like this happens because I won't have a relationship, but because the person, in my opinion, is so... cool. For lack of a better word. I'm not normally that interested in a relationship, unless something good comes along.
Which kind of sucks, because no one wants to be Mylan's Girlfriend, everyone wants to be Mylan's Friend, if anything, which is 70% a load of shit I'm sure, it's probably just the nice way of saying "nah bro you suck".
Living at home is getting semi-unbearable. Mom and Jim are just... there. They don't do anything, they just lay in bed all day, and whenever groceries are needed, they send me out. Whenever Jim needs his chewing tobaco supply replenished, well Mylan's the man for it, I guess. Late at night, about every week or so, Jim wakes me up, yelling some nonsense to mom, and then takes off in his Corvette. Or, in the morning, he starts yelling about how mom wakes him up every morning getting ready for work.
What a novel concept. Earning money. Something Jim has not embraced since September, when he moved in here. That right there, could be a good idea why money is short these days. And then they went out and bought a Corvette. Good idea guys. But I digress, I'm not the one making the big bucks around here, so that makes my opinion worthless.
Actually, right now I'm not making any bucks. I got laid off about a week and a half ago, which I suppose was the pay off for all that hard work and dedication over the past 18 months. Thanks Ferguson. I appreciate it.
There is a lot more that I would love to go on about, but it doesn't seem really worth it, as I doubt anyone cares all that much anyways. I'll probably be back this afternoon to add some more.
I found out not too recently that the one girl I was actually interested in around here does not like me in that romantic way. I kind of rationalized it for a while, saying "well, maybe if we get together, then..." and all that jazz, but it does not seem that will even happen. She doesn't seem too interested in hanging out anymore, because I blew it, by telling her I liked her, which apparently kind of freaked her out. Hey I guess you win some and you lose some. Really I don't feel down when stuff like this happens because I won't have a relationship, but because the person, in my opinion, is so... cool. For lack of a better word. I'm not normally that interested in a relationship, unless something good comes along.
Which kind of sucks, because no one wants to be Mylan's Girlfriend, everyone wants to be Mylan's Friend, if anything, which is 70% a load of shit I'm sure, it's probably just the nice way of saying "nah bro you suck".
Living at home is getting semi-unbearable. Mom and Jim are just... there. They don't do anything, they just lay in bed all day, and whenever groceries are needed, they send me out. Whenever Jim needs his chewing tobaco supply replenished, well Mylan's the man for it, I guess. Late at night, about every week or so, Jim wakes me up, yelling some nonsense to mom, and then takes off in his Corvette. Or, in the morning, he starts yelling about how mom wakes him up every morning getting ready for work.
What a novel concept. Earning money. Something Jim has not embraced since September, when he moved in here. That right there, could be a good idea why money is short these days. And then they went out and bought a Corvette. Good idea guys. But I digress, I'm not the one making the big bucks around here, so that makes my opinion worthless.
Actually, right now I'm not making any bucks. I got laid off about a week and a half ago, which I suppose was the pay off for all that hard work and dedication over the past 18 months. Thanks Ferguson. I appreciate it.
There is a lot more that I would love to go on about, but it doesn't seem really worth it, as I doubt anyone cares all that much anyways. I'll probably be back this afternoon to add some more.