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Mar. 28th, 2012 11:39 am
malapropian: from Ouran High School Host Club (comfort food)
Not like a sheep. Like humbug.

I had to turn down an assignment because I lack the physical ability to lift what I need: large, heavy bags of stuff.

This is kind of... fucking depressing. What's the point of having a job if I need to turn down assignments like this? It still means the same thing in the end - no money.


Mar. 7th, 2012 01:06 am
malapropian: from Ouran High School Host Club (comfort food)
I'm having horrible headaches again. Hopefully, it's nothing too serious.

Dinner started out as leftovers, but it turned into a pb&j after realising that I couldn't remember how old the leftovers actually were... I do that way too often.

I was trying to go through the orientation packet for the job thing, but the font or size of the type was just swimming all over the page. It definitely feels like a migraine is approaching. I suppose it doesn't matter as long as I'm functional enough to make it to the conference call tomorrow night.

Maybe I'll just shower then fall asleep to the sounds of Carl Sagan.
Um. Yes. Good news.

I have a temporary job. It might turn into a not-so temporary job. I'm at least guaranteed 15-24 hours at a wage higher than the minimum. There are a bunch of problems in keeping said job, but I hope I'll be able to figure those out.

Life has been shitty for the last two years, and the last six month have been particularly hard. Probably why I chose to bury myself in fandom and ignore real life. Things have been improving slowly since the new year started. I would really like it if that trend continues.

In other news, I've been watching live videos of "Terrible Love" because of Matt Berninger's habit of weaving dangerously through the crowd and across the venue - all while trailing his super long microphone cord.


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