Damnit....
Damnit damnit damnit damnit damnit damnit damnit damnit damnit damnit.....
I hate it when I cant sleep. It's so aggravating!!
At least I'm getting a load of towels washed. Jimmy will probably be spending the weekend with me and that boy can use up my "made for the single woman" set of towels easily in two days :)
I havent bothered writing anything on LJ in a while. I dont really have anything of interest to say, other than the usual depressing moments of fleeting time waste I end up rambling about. I just get on here and read about other people's lives, lol.
I suppose I'm used to concentrating on the bad sides of life. For instance, just last week at work, one of our residents tried to commit suicide, another one had her child taken from her, one of our ex-residents found her dog butchered outside her house (probably by her abuser), we had a lady come in from the ER who's abuser put her head through a glass window then rubbed her face in the broken shards of glass, another who's abuser raped her in front of their daughter......so yeah, pardon the princess of pessimistic idealology but dayem.
And I have this immense list of things I need/want to do with my life, and the hardest part is trying to figure out their order of importance.
One good thing....I FINALLY got my tattoo finished :) 8 1/2 hrs were put into it. Hurt like a bitch, but it looks great. But we discovered the artist I went to was taught badly, and her methods of working are very harsh and straight-lined, which is why I was in so much pain (not to mention it went directly over my spine). And now it is in the itching/shedding stages, and I'm once again having to do the dislocate-the-shoulder move in order to get my A & D ointment on it. But Dana got a tattoo as well!! She got her son's name in chinese symbols, and it looks fabulous (and she didnt even pass out :)
And Jimmy got his very first piece done. It isnt finished, but it's going to be kickass once it is.
I already know what I want done next.....I just need to find a friggin full time job so I can afford to get it....I HATE having two part time jobs with no benefits. And I have no choice but to work someplace I dont like, b/c the job availabilities is shitty to say the least. Plus, I cannot stand trying to gussy myself up for interviews, worrying about whether or not my piercings are a problem, is my hair too black (ridiculous how many times THAT has been a factor.....evidently black hair equals worshipper of satan in the south), am I making a good impression, am I coming off as intelligent, am I pulling off this pale blue pastel shirt I spent money on that I will never wear again in order to impress these fuckers I dont even really want to work for....blah blah blah.
I'm glad Asylum is tmw night. I need a night of good music, friends, drinks, and dancing :) Perhaps that will offset the bitchiness! Or at least push it off to the side for a while.
Now if only I werent bloated.....skirts are a bitch when you're bloated....
I hate it when I cant sleep. It's so aggravating!!
At least I'm getting a load of towels washed. Jimmy will probably be spending the weekend with me and that boy can use up my "made for the single woman" set of towels easily in two days :)
I havent bothered writing anything on LJ in a while. I dont really have anything of interest to say, other than the usual depressing moments of fleeting time waste I end up rambling about. I just get on here and read about other people's lives, lol.
I suppose I'm used to concentrating on the bad sides of life. For instance, just last week at work, one of our residents tried to commit suicide, another one had her child taken from her, one of our ex-residents found her dog butchered outside her house (probably by her abuser), we had a lady come in from the ER who's abuser put her head through a glass window then rubbed her face in the broken shards of glass, another who's abuser raped her in front of their daughter......so yeah, pardon the princess of pessimistic idealology but dayem.
And I have this immense list of things I need/want to do with my life, and the hardest part is trying to figure out their order of importance.
One good thing....I FINALLY got my tattoo finished :) 8 1/2 hrs were put into it. Hurt like a bitch, but it looks great. But we discovered the artist I went to was taught badly, and her methods of working are very harsh and straight-lined, which is why I was in so much pain (not to mention it went directly over my spine). And now it is in the itching/shedding stages, and I'm once again having to do the dislocate-the-shoulder move in order to get my A & D ointment on it. But Dana got a tattoo as well!! She got her son's name in chinese symbols, and it looks fabulous (and she didnt even pass out :)
And Jimmy got his very first piece done. It isnt finished, but it's going to be kickass once it is.
I already know what I want done next.....I just need to find a friggin full time job so I can afford to get it....I HATE having two part time jobs with no benefits. And I have no choice but to work someplace I dont like, b/c the job availabilities is shitty to say the least. Plus, I cannot stand trying to gussy myself up for interviews, worrying about whether or not my piercings are a problem, is my hair too black (ridiculous how many times THAT has been a factor.....evidently black hair equals worshipper of satan in the south), am I making a good impression, am I coming off as intelligent, am I pulling off this pale blue pastel shirt I spent money on that I will never wear again in order to impress these fuckers I dont even really want to work for....blah blah blah.
I'm glad Asylum is tmw night. I need a night of good music, friends, drinks, and dancing :) Perhaps that will offset the bitchiness! Or at least push it off to the side for a while.
Now if only I werent bloated.....skirts are a bitch when you're bloated....