Two parts whine, one part cheese

May 16, 2009 11:25

So, my mom may be incapable of working. I don't know. This week has been rough for the family. Maddie and my father are threatening my mom if she tries to talk to them, and I'm making a half-hearted effort at keeping the peace. My mom started work on Monday and lost the job yesterday. Things are worrying.

Two, Karl doesn't love me right now, so he's taking break from me. I get no say in this, it was either let it happen or break up over it. I'm pathetic. I'm waiting for him to call me up in a week saying "hey after this, let's break up anyway"

Three, my job is both not enough sustainable hours, and is maybe crushing my soul. My manager is an uppity Drexel student who is only a year or so older than me and has a real admiration for the way Starbucks sets up it's coffee shops. She might be a living nightmare brought on by the stress of finals, my mom, and my distant boyfriend.

The good part, living with Zach, who is a writer and who has started painting, is pretty decent motivation to continue to do artwork, though i need to muster up the focus for comics.

After being told to go home by Karl, i hung out with Eamon and his friend and ate ice cream, because i"m the kind of person willing to buy ice cream even when i'm surrounded by it 6 days a week. To be fair, we don't have pumpkin ice cream where i work.
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