Folk punk, first wave influenced ska and gimpy bones
Mac is sleeping and I feel gimpy again.
Its in my ankles, feet, elbows, and hands more so lately than the knees so at least that means less cane using.
But its stupid. Because I still have no idea wtfs wrong with me, especially since I've been on the lyme medicine for over 3 months now and the vitamin d medicine for one. I'd be scared if I weren't so goddamn frustrated. Like I miss out from doing fun shit ALL THE GODDAMN TIME and only do the bare minimum of what I fucking have to now.
Usually it gets better with the weather, when it IS lyme but so far in a week of 60 degree weather and sunshine, it hasn't.
I am still at my temp job. And they hired a new girl because she knows people and shes AWFUL. And I'm seriously doing like 8 peoples' jobs at the moment, while making temp wages, receiving no benefits, getting shit on for NOT being able to do all 8 peoples' jobs at once all while facing the constant threat of being a phone call away from unemployed. Which, by the way I can't wait for. Because its just so ridiculous and I want to be able to fucking get out of this limbo already and start actually DOING SOMETHING with my life. I have no idea what this nebulous SOMETHING is but its making me feel antsy and annoyed that I'm not there yet.
Blah blah blah my bones still won't work properly, I'm still waiting and antsy about getting to some vague plateau of adulthood/'real life', tomorrow I go home to more drs., Mac is still sleeping....
All my entries sound the goddamn same lately. The house smells like hot dogs and I really wish something would fucking change already.
Its in my ankles, feet, elbows, and hands more so lately than the knees so at least that means less cane using.
But its stupid. Because I still have no idea wtfs wrong with me, especially since I've been on the lyme medicine for over 3 months now and the vitamin d medicine for one. I'd be scared if I weren't so goddamn frustrated. Like I miss out from doing fun shit ALL THE GODDAMN TIME and only do the bare minimum of what I fucking have to now.
Usually it gets better with the weather, when it IS lyme but so far in a week of 60 degree weather and sunshine, it hasn't.
I am still at my temp job. And they hired a new girl because she knows people and shes AWFUL. And I'm seriously doing like 8 peoples' jobs at the moment, while making temp wages, receiving no benefits, getting shit on for NOT being able to do all 8 peoples' jobs at once all while facing the constant threat of being a phone call away from unemployed. Which, by the way I can't wait for. Because its just so ridiculous and I want to be able to fucking get out of this limbo already and start actually DOING SOMETHING with my life. I have no idea what this nebulous SOMETHING is but its making me feel antsy and annoyed that I'm not there yet.
Blah blah blah my bones still won't work properly, I'm still waiting and antsy about getting to some vague plateau of adulthood/'real life', tomorrow I go home to more drs., Mac is still sleeping....
All my entries sound the goddamn same lately. The house smells like hot dogs and I really wish something would fucking change already.