My life, as it stands...
Alright, well I haven't really used LJ at all lately, and I feel like I need to sort of update everybody about what's going on in my life, whether you care or not... which I'm sure you don't, but here it goes anyway...
So... still looking for a job. That is to say, a decent job that pays more than minimum wage and doesn't involve me getting heat stroke, cleaning up vomit/excrement daily, making fast food burgers, or having sex for money. Anyhow, it's a bitch. And I'm pissed that I've worked at Disguises for three goddamn years and am only making 7.50 an hour, working two days a week, and not having a single eight hour shift. my last paycheck was for $311. And that's for the entire month of May. A month people. Fucking piece of shit... Anyway, it's vexatious.
Now for the love life. Woo. So, for anybody who doesn't already know (which I'm sure isn't many people), I met a 29 year old lesbian at Starfest back in April, and promptly began the stupidest relationship of my life. She's very sweet and pretty, et cetera, et cetera... but she's 29! And a lesbian! W. T. Fuck was I thinking!? Anyhow, she's a bit of a lush, though she'd never admit it. She gets drunk off her ass way too much for my taste. I'm not a party animal, and I don't work well with people who are. I don't get smashed, I don't go clubbing. Call me boring. Anyhow, it rubbed me the wrong way. Unfortunately, she's obsessed with me. Possibly even in love with me. Why? I haven't a clue. But that's how it is. I mean, I like the girl, I really do, but she's just not my type. I tried to convince myself it'd work, but I really knew from the beginning that the whole thing was doomed. And it was. There's also a small matter of the vague possibility of her cheating on me (with both genders), but I have no way of knowing whether or not that's true. If it is, I've been seriously played. Anyhow, I just broke up with her and I'm feeling like shit, because I feel like I used her, which was certainly not my intention, but seems to be the result. I am very fucked up. Why can't dating just be easy...
Anyhow, what else... well, there's not a lot. I'm doing renaissance festival rehearsals, which is fun. I'll be starting the actual faire on opening weekend (that's June 10 and 11, for all of you who are interested), and I'm really very excited about it. Unfortunately, I've already got a rather large crush on one girl there, and I know my relational situation is just going to get worse and more complicated as the season goes on. Unless, of course, a miracle occurs and I actually find a girl who's good for me. Hah.
As for the faire itself, I'd really love it if the Pirates of Ill Repute could make an appearance on opening weekend, so as to keep me company. it's always nice to see people I know down there. Y'all can bring the flag and everything. It'll be a hoot!
Well in any case, I guess that's all for now. Later, peeps!
So... still looking for a job. That is to say, a decent job that pays more than minimum wage and doesn't involve me getting heat stroke, cleaning up vomit/excrement daily, making fast food burgers, or having sex for money. Anyhow, it's a bitch. And I'm pissed that I've worked at Disguises for three goddamn years and am only making 7.50 an hour, working two days a week, and not having a single eight hour shift. my last paycheck was for $311. And that's for the entire month of May. A month people. Fucking piece of shit... Anyway, it's vexatious.
Now for the love life. Woo. So, for anybody who doesn't already know (which I'm sure isn't many people), I met a 29 year old lesbian at Starfest back in April, and promptly began the stupidest relationship of my life. She's very sweet and pretty, et cetera, et cetera... but she's 29! And a lesbian! W. T. Fuck was I thinking!? Anyhow, she's a bit of a lush, though she'd never admit it. She gets drunk off her ass way too much for my taste. I'm not a party animal, and I don't work well with people who are. I don't get smashed, I don't go clubbing. Call me boring. Anyhow, it rubbed me the wrong way. Unfortunately, she's obsessed with me. Possibly even in love with me. Why? I haven't a clue. But that's how it is. I mean, I like the girl, I really do, but she's just not my type. I tried to convince myself it'd work, but I really knew from the beginning that the whole thing was doomed. And it was. There's also a small matter of the vague possibility of her cheating on me (with both genders), but I have no way of knowing whether or not that's true. If it is, I've been seriously played. Anyhow, I just broke up with her and I'm feeling like shit, because I feel like I used her, which was certainly not my intention, but seems to be the result. I am very fucked up. Why can't dating just be easy...
Anyhow, what else... well, there's not a lot. I'm doing renaissance festival rehearsals, which is fun. I'll be starting the actual faire on opening weekend (that's June 10 and 11, for all of you who are interested), and I'm really very excited about it. Unfortunately, I've already got a rather large crush on one girl there, and I know my relational situation is just going to get worse and more complicated as the season goes on. Unless, of course, a miracle occurs and I actually find a girl who's good for me. Hah.
As for the faire itself, I'd really love it if the Pirates of Ill Repute could make an appearance on opening weekend, so as to keep me company. it's always nice to see people I know down there. Y'all can bring the flag and everything. It'll be a hoot!
Well in any case, I guess that's all for now. Later, peeps!