Ah heck might as well get personal ...
When I started this livejournal I thought I would only post stories and writing and stuff ... but things never go as planned. I still post writing, but I usually post that stuff on communties so I have nothing really published here. That and I watch Criminal Minds and I figured if I posted anything personal some creepy killer would somehow know who I was from these various situations and hunt me down and kill me gruesomely in some back alley. There aren't that many dark alleys in a small town, but this killer would lure me into one and kill me - like Meta-Misha kill me. Oh man ... I watch way too much television (BTW, I will love you - anonymous internet reader who might be a killer - if you get the Meta-Misha comment).
BUT, here's the life update. I started a job! Yay! It lasts like a month. Not-so yay! Then I am back to saving pennies and wondering how I managed to screw up my life so bad. Okay, maybe that's extreme. It's not screwed up ... it's just ... complicated. Like "I want to shank someone with a spoon" kind of complicated. Not to give you, my anonymous serial killer, any ideas. I would not be happy to be shanked with a spoon in the dark alley Meta-Misha style. It just wouldn't work - I don't have a bright-blue, bizarrely-awesome sweater.
My friend, who I shall protect from you by referring to as Red, might be breaking up with her boyfriend. I feel completely useless, because I'm just the best friend and there is nothing really I can do to help. I can't even through down an awesome girl night of drinking and objectifying the men of Supernatural with her to give her some cheer because she's gone this weekend to a BIG CITY (remained unnamed because I am not that stupid my Serial Killer). I can't say much on the subject because it is a rock and hard place type situation. If I say something bad and they end up together, then Red will always think I hate ... Blue (man, my codenames are making me think of Pokemon) - and by the way I really don't hate him. If I say that they should stick it out and then the break up then I'm the friend who sided with the ex. At the end of the day, I just want Red to be happy. And I wish she would hurry up and make up her damn mind before this drives me crazy.
See - I am a boring person. When it comes to relationships that is. I'm twenty-two and I have never had a serious relationship. Ever. So I'm even more pathetic when I want to help Red because I have no idea what it's like to be in her situation. I just wish there was more I could do.
Let's see ... anything else? Nope. I think that's all I really wanted to write about. I'm not even bothering to put this under a lj-cut because you know what? Screw it! I don't really care who reads this rambling nonsense and nobody I know follows me (actually no one does ... which is extremely liberating in a way). Maybe I'll just continually write down firm opinions that I would normally keep to myself. Vent some frustration and the like.
Well - it's back to work for me. Wish me luck. And if you live in Canada and in a house - make sure that you fill out your 2011 Census: it can be anyone in the household over the age of 15 and you can do it online.
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