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A lot has been happening...
MOst importantly, I'm on the cusp of moving into my new place.... Rachel just can't wait.
Dan the Dragon schedual is getting insane now. I visted the Norfolk Zoo, a Salem Highschool band show, the Greenbrier Foodcourt, and the Greenbrier mall for Trick-or-treaters. When the jobs are good, it's great (like the Zoo and the band where one of the band ladies gave me a dragon beenie baby)... but the other two were rough. My hips are still in pain from the battery pack. I'm gonna quit this job.
As a waiter, things have been a bit more slack. My biggest concern right now is the fact that one of the cooks, Derron, has found out about the scalie aspect of my life. Someone from the furmeets went to the cafe and asked for me and said where I met him. I'm pretty cool with most of the waiters knowing about it, but Derron isn't one of them. He likes to find chinks in other people's armor and drills into it. Not only that, but he had the gaul to confront me about it infront of the rest of the cook staff. If it was just a personal conversation, I would admit to the accusation, but infront of the five rough-and tumble cooks, I quickly denied. Sorry, guys... I know that there are some furries out there who wear their fandom on their sleeves. I'm not one of them.
Lately, Rachel has been growing incressingly volitile. I understand why she's getting so angree (out scheduals are rarely fitting together and her step mom is stepping on her toes at work) but her anger is bleeding into out relationship, and it's starting to wear on me. I justh ope that something happens soon to get her to lightenup.
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"My life's mission is to make you hard....WAIT! Make your -life- hard-er! HARDER!" - Me talking to Joe
MOst importantly, I'm on the cusp of moving into my new place.... Rachel just can't wait.
Dan the Dragon schedual is getting insane now. I visted the Norfolk Zoo, a Salem Highschool band show, the Greenbrier Foodcourt, and the Greenbrier mall for Trick-or-treaters. When the jobs are good, it's great (like the Zoo and the band where one of the band ladies gave me a dragon beenie baby)... but the other two were rough. My hips are still in pain from the battery pack. I'm gonna quit this job.
As a waiter, things have been a bit more slack. My biggest concern right now is the fact that one of the cooks, Derron, has found out about the scalie aspect of my life. Someone from the furmeets went to the cafe and asked for me and said where I met him. I'm pretty cool with most of the waiters knowing about it, but Derron isn't one of them. He likes to find chinks in other people's armor and drills into it. Not only that, but he had the gaul to confront me about it infront of the rest of the cook staff. If it was just a personal conversation, I would admit to the accusation, but infront of the five rough-and tumble cooks, I quickly denied. Sorry, guys... I know that there are some furries out there who wear their fandom on their sleeves. I'm not one of them.
Lately, Rachel has been growing incressingly volitile. I understand why she's getting so angree (out scheduals are rarely fitting together and her step mom is stepping on her toes at work) but her anger is bleeding into out relationship, and it's starting to wear on me. I justh ope that something happens soon to get her to lightenup.
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"My life's mission is to make you hard....WAIT! Make your -life- hard-er! HARDER!" - Me talking to Joe