( Guess I had a lot of rambling to make up for. )

Somehow, this turned into a fucking long entry with a lot of rambling and unfinished thoughts. Guess I'm tired.

( Fuck it. )

So, I picked up a third job. I know, insane, especially with rent and bills completely under control. I didn’t put any effort into getting it, it was offered to me while I was walking home from the Exchange a few weeks ago. The hours are flexible, the pay is good, it's indoors, has no heavy lifting, and it's something completely different from ( Read more... )

Tequila. Ours is an affair of passion that is only found in dusty French plays buried in the back of high school libraries. When we get along, I’m so in love I could soar. The nights are endless and bright. But the mornings...in the morning, we hate each other. Our discord is of equal if not worse intensity, tying my body into knots and pounding ( Read more... )

Happy Singles Awareness Day

Full entry to come once I've gotten my thoughts in order. Or some alcohol in my system, whichever comes first.

Living in fear. I don’t understand it, never have. There’s just no point to it. The constant anxiety poisons your body and makes you sick, the constant paranoia keeps you locked up and suspicious of everyone, and the fear…the fear just paralyses you ( Read more... )

I think all those extra hours I was putting in at the record store have been catching up with me. I’ve been sleeping through my alarm and so getting up late. I haven’t actually shown up late, but that’s only because I’m a damn fast sprinter and keep my ass in shape ( Read more... )

There’s something about January. Everyone is selling everything. Christmas gifts they don’t want and can’t exchange, or they suddenly discover they didn’t like that impulsive buy after all, or their credit card bills are crushing them and they need cash from something ( Read more... )

I am…exhausted. I pulled an eleven and a half hour day today. I can’t fucking believe that idiot owner didn’t schedule someone for the evening shift. How can you fucking forget your store needs to be closed? And where the hell was he when I needed help? He’s gone skiing for the weekend. And none of the other idiots who work there could be bothered ( Read more... )