Club Soda
"Allow me to be frank at the commencement. You will not like me. The gentlemen will be envious and the ladies will be repelled. You will not like me now and you will like me a good deal less as we go on. Ladies, an announcement: I am up for it, all the time. That is not a boast or an opinion, it is bone hard medical fact. I put it round you know. And you will watch me putting it round and sigh for it. Don't. It is a deal of trouble for you and you are better off watching and drawing your conclusions from a distance than you would be if I got my tarse up your petticoats. Gentlemen. Do not despair, I am up for that as well. And the same warning applies. Still your cheesy erections till I have had my say. But later when you shag - and later you will shag, I shall expect it of you and I will know if you have let me down - I wish you to shag with my homuncular image rattling in your gonads. Feel how it was for me, how it is for me and ponder. 'Was that shudder the same shudder he sensed? Did he know something more profound? Or is there some wall of wretchedness that we all batter with our heads at that shining, livelong moment. That is it. That is my prologue, nothing in rhyme, no protestations of modesty, you were not expecting that I hope. I am John Wilmot, Second Earl of Rochester and I do not want you to like me. "- Johnny Depp as John Wilmot in The Libertine
Just thought that was interesting.
Oh yes, for those who do not know, I now love club soda.
After we had my dog put down, which was probably the hardest thing I've ever witnessed, considering she was staring at me the whole car ride to the vet, I decided to find companionship in budgies. Yogi was awesome. I say was because he died and no, don't laugh. Despite me having taken excellent care for him for 3 weeks, he died...very strangely. I suspect he was assassinated. He was perfectly fine at 2 am, flying around, even though he had his wings clipped so you know he had to be strong to be able to pull it off. 8 am? My yoga preforming bird has died. I went to another shop, and got another one, but he's 5 months old while Yogi was just 6 weeks. This one already has bad habits. For example, the bird tank at the store was placed up at eye level, and as a result, this bird has the very bad habit of automatically flying up high for safety. It is for this reason I abandoned my wish of having the cage suspended on the ceiling but on the bottom shelf of my book case, but he still flies up. That, among other habits are present and if he doesn't change at all I will have to return him, and wait for a new batch of young young budgies to arrive.
Dad's being a jerk. I can't believe what a jerk he is. His girlfriend/supposed wife to be isn't helping. Although she only voiced her biased, one-sided opinion during Father's Day to the point where Jaclyn cried and mom wanted to slap them both, she has said nothing. And for that I'm quite happy. I think it was because I was so shocked that suddenly Jaclyn and I were being judgemental because we have standards, morals and boundaries for our personal safety to uphold. Ok, I digress. She hasn't said anything since, and I really have nothing left to say to her.
Since my family owned pharmacy job has been bought by another larger company, I've had to be re-interviewed to keep my job. As of today I know I have it, plus I have a bit of a raise which is nice. But it's sad. I'm unionized, I don't care for the 3 people team (how many people does it take to interview one worker? apparently 3) who are still there setting things up and who are constantly in my way in the dispensary. But this is better. This company could have just said 'screw you', built their own pharmacy and run us into the ground, so really it's an honor they wanted to buy this one. We're getting touch screen systems, even though I have just finished learning how to operate the DOS based program 'Kroll'.
My time and brain energy for really descriptive roleplay has nearly diminished this summer, even though I had planned to get a jump on it after being busy with school for so long. I feel like I wasted it, but then again, my roleplay would have been crap. It sounds pretty emo but with what's been happening and realizing that yes...I do have to protect myself and Jaclyn from people we thought we could trust...I feel mostly drained and I cry more than I used to. But really, I hope to try to get back into it, to ANH if I can during classes, even if it is only on message boards.
But things are good. I have enough to pay for my year, I'm starting classes for my political science minor, and my buddy Alex is in my Poli Sci 1000 class with me, so that should be cool. My scottish history and modern gaelic class looks fun too. Everything is established alright...so far. I still haven't cut down on the coffee though. Drama just has a way of running you down, and it's not even my drama. haha.
I think that's it for now for my rushed and much delayed update. Here's to club soda and raises.
Just thought that was interesting.
Oh yes, for those who do not know, I now love club soda.
After we had my dog put down, which was probably the hardest thing I've ever witnessed, considering she was staring at me the whole car ride to the vet, I decided to find companionship in budgies. Yogi was awesome. I say was because he died and no, don't laugh. Despite me having taken excellent care for him for 3 weeks, he died...very strangely. I suspect he was assassinated. He was perfectly fine at 2 am, flying around, even though he had his wings clipped so you know he had to be strong to be able to pull it off. 8 am? My yoga preforming bird has died. I went to another shop, and got another one, but he's 5 months old while Yogi was just 6 weeks. This one already has bad habits. For example, the bird tank at the store was placed up at eye level, and as a result, this bird has the very bad habit of automatically flying up high for safety. It is for this reason I abandoned my wish of having the cage suspended on the ceiling but on the bottom shelf of my book case, but he still flies up. That, among other habits are present and if he doesn't change at all I will have to return him, and wait for a new batch of young young budgies to arrive.
Dad's being a jerk. I can't believe what a jerk he is. His girlfriend/supposed wife to be isn't helping. Although she only voiced her biased, one-sided opinion during Father's Day to the point where Jaclyn cried and mom wanted to slap them both, she has said nothing. And for that I'm quite happy. I think it was because I was so shocked that suddenly Jaclyn and I were being judgemental because we have standards, morals and boundaries for our personal safety to uphold. Ok, I digress. She hasn't said anything since, and I really have nothing left to say to her.
Since my family owned pharmacy job has been bought by another larger company, I've had to be re-interviewed to keep my job. As of today I know I have it, plus I have a bit of a raise which is nice. But it's sad. I'm unionized, I don't care for the 3 people team (how many people does it take to interview one worker? apparently 3) who are still there setting things up and who are constantly in my way in the dispensary. But this is better. This company could have just said 'screw you', built their own pharmacy and run us into the ground, so really it's an honor they wanted to buy this one. We're getting touch screen systems, even though I have just finished learning how to operate the DOS based program 'Kroll'.
My time and brain energy for really descriptive roleplay has nearly diminished this summer, even though I had planned to get a jump on it after being busy with school for so long. I feel like I wasted it, but then again, my roleplay would have been crap. It sounds pretty emo but with what's been happening and realizing that yes...I do have to protect myself and Jaclyn from people we thought we could trust...I feel mostly drained and I cry more than I used to. But really, I hope to try to get back into it, to ANH if I can during classes, even if it is only on message boards.
But things are good. I have enough to pay for my year, I'm starting classes for my political science minor, and my buddy Alex is in my Poli Sci 1000 class with me, so that should be cool. My scottish history and modern gaelic class looks fun too. Everything is established alright...so far. I still haven't cut down on the coffee though. Drama just has a way of running you down, and it's not even my drama. haha.
I think that's it for now for my rushed and much delayed update. Here's to club soda and raises.