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Today and tomorrow will be my last two days at my current job.
I had accepted a promotional state position with a department only to have another agency offer me a position (I had interviewed for that one prior to current one). The only reason I accepted was because it was closer to my new apartment that I'll be moving to in 16 (yay! 16! oh wait, not packed yet! holy fark! 16!). It sucks because I really like the people that I work with, but I really wanted this job in Troy to be closer to the apartment, lessen the need for the use of my car (seriously....gas is insane) and lessen the commute time so it won't take away from my ability to arrive at my second job on time. The second job I'm considering quitting if I can get a job at some place near my apartment in Troy. I really like what I do there and I love the people I work with there as well, but we're talking about spending one weeks pay in gasoline just so I can work the other three and get money.
I've been getting over/continually suffering from The Funk©. The Gent got sick with a fever when we went to Texas for my dad's funeral (did I blog about that here yet? see my myspace) and I've come down with a fever-less version of whatever he had. I took two days off (which depleted my time bank down to almost negative nothing) but I'm still hacking and coughing. I hate taking amoxycillin because of the vag problems it gives me. But I'm thinking I'm going to have to. I can't stop to rest because there's so much to do with the new job, moving, getting the old apartment fixed back up (oh yeah...I forgot I owe them a door...fuck). I want to stick a hose in my lungs and suck everything out. Tried to play some basketball yesterday (weather was gorgeous!) but I soon realized that the over exertion of playing made me feel a little worse. I am out of shape. It's sad.
random thought: I haven't changed my flip calendar since April 3rd. What is wrong with me?
I hate being busybusybusy. I hate worse that I'm at work, sick and there's absolutely NOTHING for me to do at work except pack up and get ready to leave. I've read every thing I could click my mouse on. Want to go home.
Actually I want to get better. I hate being sick. I know it's my body's way of telling me that I need to slow down but my body needs to deal with the fact that the next month is going to be farking full of shittodo.
meme stolen from guttergrrl:
One word, and one word only. No hyphenated cheats. One. WORD. ONLY.
You.
Can.
Only.
Type.
One.
Word.
Not as easy as you might think. Remember: one word answers.
1.Where is your mobile phone? bag
2.Your significant other? work
3.Your hair? bedhead
4.Your mother? texas
5.Your father? deceased
6.Your favorite thing? nyquil
7.Your dream last night? amusing
8.Your favorite drink? fresca
9.Your dream/goal? money
10.The room you're in? office
11.Your ex? work
12.Your fear?
13.Where do you want to be in 6 years? mortgaged
14.Where were you last night? park
15.What you're not? well
16.Muffins? blueberry
17.One of your wish list items? gps
18.Where you grew up? texas
19.The last thing you did? *COUGH*
20.What are you wearing? sweater
21.Your TV? off
22.Your pets? needy
23.Your computer? windows-less
24.Your life? hectic
25.Your mood? zombie-like
26.Missing someone? sorta
27.Your car? gasaholic
28.Something you're not wearing? smile
29.Favorite Store? target
30.Your summer? missing
31.Like someone? yes
32.Your favorite color? pink
33.When is the last time you laughed? today
34.Last time you cried? saturday
Today and tomorrow will be my last two days at my current job.
I had accepted a promotional state position with a department only to have another agency offer me a position (I had interviewed for that one prior to current one). The only reason I accepted was because it was closer to my new apartment that I'll be moving to in 16 (yay! 16! oh wait, not packed yet! holy fark! 16!). It sucks because I really like the people that I work with, but I really wanted this job in Troy to be closer to the apartment, lessen the need for the use of my car (seriously....gas is insane) and lessen the commute time so it won't take away from my ability to arrive at my second job on time. The second job I'm considering quitting if I can get a job at some place near my apartment in Troy. I really like what I do there and I love the people I work with there as well, but we're talking about spending one weeks pay in gasoline just so I can work the other three and get money.
I've been getting over/continually suffering from The Funk©. The Gent got sick with a fever when we went to Texas for my dad's funeral (did I blog about that here yet? see my myspace) and I've come down with a fever-less version of whatever he had. I took two days off (which depleted my time bank down to almost negative nothing) but I'm still hacking and coughing. I hate taking amoxycillin because of the vag problems it gives me. But I'm thinking I'm going to have to. I can't stop to rest because there's so much to do with the new job, moving, getting the old apartment fixed back up (oh yeah...I forgot I owe them a door...fuck). I want to stick a hose in my lungs and suck everything out. Tried to play some basketball yesterday (weather was gorgeous!) but I soon realized that the over exertion of playing made me feel a little worse. I am out of shape. It's sad.
random thought: I haven't changed my flip calendar since April 3rd. What is wrong with me?
I hate being busybusybusy. I hate worse that I'm at work, sick and there's absolutely NOTHING for me to do at work except pack up and get ready to leave. I've read every thing I could click my mouse on. Want to go home.
Actually I want to get better. I hate being sick. I know it's my body's way of telling me that I need to slow down but my body needs to deal with the fact that the next month is going to be farking full of shittodo.
meme stolen from guttergrrl:
One word, and one word only. No hyphenated cheats. One. WORD. ONLY.
You.
Can.
Only.
Type.
One.
Word.
Not as easy as you might think. Remember: one word answers.
1.Where is your mobile phone? bag
2.Your significant other? work
3.Your hair? bedhead
4.Your mother? texas
5.Your father? deceased
6.Your favorite thing? nyquil
7.Your dream last night? amusing
8.Your favorite drink? fresca
9.Your dream/goal? money
10.The room you're in? office
11.Your ex? work
12.Your fear?
13.Where do you want to be in 6 years? mortgaged
14.Where were you last night? park
15.What you're not? well
16.Muffins? blueberry
17.One of your wish list items? gps
18.Where you grew up? texas
19.The last thing you did? *COUGH*
20.What are you wearing? sweater
21.Your TV? off
22.Your pets? needy
23.Your computer? windows-less
24.Your life? hectic
25.Your mood? zombie-like
26.Missing someone? sorta
27.Your car? gasaholic
28.Something you're not wearing? smile
29.Favorite Store? target
30.Your summer? missing
31.Like someone? yes
32.Your favorite color? pink
33.When is the last time you laughed? today
34.Last time you cried? saturday