mind zombie
It's been about 33 hours since I last slept and I also spent last night drinking. Well, I didn't plan on drinking, Ryan just sort of got rosé which is my weakness, then kept filling up my glass.
So, I've been really disoriented all day. I can't accomplish anything without fucking up or just wandering from it, forgetting why I'm even doing it.
I feel like I need my caffeine injection (which is been quite a bit lately) but I fear what would become of me should I leave the apartment. Plus is snowing and raining again and who wants to deal with that? No one, that's who.
I've been trying to get off the caffeine since it's sort of expensive when you're poor plus I get horrid headaches and the cranks like a mofo when I can't have it in large doses. It's surprisingly hard to quit. I have quit smoking and drinking in excess (In excess meaning I'm not keeping Mexico's economy afloat with the amount of Tequila I consume anymore) but caffeine has such a hold on me. Probably because its so easily accessible and I can do it indoors and while working. On that thought, I bet smoking and drinking wouldn't have been as easy for me should I have been a 1960s business man (Mad Men is my only source here).
A part of me also doesn't want to quit caffeine due to the permanent makings inked into my flesh. Oh well. See how it goes.
Mainly, just feeling like shit today.
Job wise, I got a call back yesterday and did a phone interview while intoxicated. I have an address and a time for it, but, in my drunken haze, I forgot to ask which company was actually calling me back.
So now I have two main fears. One, I'm really unprepared for this interview and I don't get it.
Two, is that it's some sort of elaborate staging and I am going to be murdered or raped. Now, before you say "Nicole, that's a bit excessive" let me inform you that while I sent out resumés, I didn't actually read into their descriptions a lot. I find when I do that when I hand out applications that I feel I am always under-qualified for their specific qualifications even though I'd probably be fine once I got trained.
So, for all I know, I volunteered for organ harvesting.
Now I hear you saying "Nichole, you got an address. Google Maps that shit!" Two steps ahead of you, friend. Looked it up and it's a strip mall. Which I guess means narrows down my choice of business it could be from Paint Store to Financial Advising. Not so bad. But its a strip mall on Young St. And the interview takes place in the evening. So, there's going to be less traffic and it'll be dark.
Perfect murder scenario.
Then again, if it IS a financial place, I am trained (grossly) in that field. But it could be a loan consolidation type deal or it could be another payday loan place. FML if I left one PayDay loan place to end up another, further away.
Then again, I could be selling paint. WHO THE FUCK KNOWS?!
Well I guess I will after my interview on Wednesday evening. Either by finding the place or when I get stabbed and killed and sold.
Genuine fears of mine.
Well how is everyone else's snow day treating them?
Nichole
So, I've been really disoriented all day. I can't accomplish anything without fucking up or just wandering from it, forgetting why I'm even doing it.
I feel like I need my caffeine injection (which is been quite a bit lately) but I fear what would become of me should I leave the apartment. Plus is snowing and raining again and who wants to deal with that? No one, that's who.
I've been trying to get off the caffeine since it's sort of expensive when you're poor plus I get horrid headaches and the cranks like a mofo when I can't have it in large doses. It's surprisingly hard to quit. I have quit smoking and drinking in excess (In excess meaning I'm not keeping Mexico's economy afloat with the amount of Tequila I consume anymore) but caffeine has such a hold on me. Probably because its so easily accessible and I can do it indoors and while working. On that thought, I bet smoking and drinking wouldn't have been as easy for me should I have been a 1960s business man (Mad Men is my only source here).
A part of me also doesn't want to quit caffeine due to the permanent makings inked into my flesh. Oh well. See how it goes.
Mainly, just feeling like shit today.
Job wise, I got a call back yesterday and did a phone interview while intoxicated. I have an address and a time for it, but, in my drunken haze, I forgot to ask which company was actually calling me back.
So now I have two main fears. One, I'm really unprepared for this interview and I don't get it.
Two, is that it's some sort of elaborate staging and I am going to be murdered or raped. Now, before you say "Nicole, that's a bit excessive" let me inform you that while I sent out resumés, I didn't actually read into their descriptions a lot. I find when I do that when I hand out applications that I feel I am always under-qualified for their specific qualifications even though I'd probably be fine once I got trained.
So, for all I know, I volunteered for organ harvesting.
Now I hear you saying "Nichole, you got an address. Google Maps that shit!" Two steps ahead of you, friend. Looked it up and it's a strip mall. Which I guess means narrows down my choice of business it could be from Paint Store to Financial Advising. Not so bad. But its a strip mall on Young St. And the interview takes place in the evening. So, there's going to be less traffic and it'll be dark.
Perfect murder scenario.
Then again, if it IS a financial place, I am trained (grossly) in that field. But it could be a loan consolidation type deal or it could be another payday loan place. FML if I left one PayDay loan place to end up another, further away.
Then again, I could be selling paint. WHO THE FUCK KNOWS?!
Well I guess I will after my interview on Wednesday evening. Either by finding the place or when I get stabbed and killed and sold.
Genuine fears of mine.
Well how is everyone else's snow day treating them?
Nichole