There is a job opportunity opening up at my workplace in the sales department for the months of October and early November with the possibility of more on-call/overhire work and possibly a temp-to-hire situation within a year or so. Unfortunately I'm not allowed to post a full ad/job listing as my employer does not want to be inundated by 900+ ( Read more... )

I've noticed of late that I've become more quiet as I've noticed more meanness around me.  It's like a little existential heartbreak every time someone snaps or is snippy or says something rude or just to piss someone off or acts selfishly or even just without consideration for how it affects the other person.  I don't know what happens internally ( Read more... )

each night seems like a wicked struggle to stave off sadness ( Read more... )

oh glorious haze of deadness unto me ( Read more... )

Finding myself feeling extremely overwhelmed tonight.  The odd angry warbles catch my breath and these strangled clicks can't suffice for frantic scribbling, but hands tremble overly so to lay pen to paper ( Read more... )

Would you remember the birthmark on my arm ( Read more... )

Restless or weeping, a numbing warmth takes hold from inside out as inside out and outside in turn wicked churning cyclone breaths, stilted and jilted and  halted.  Step step, back step, step step.  Extended arms with acid dripped fingers melting away at the ends before I can touch you.  A line approaching infinity as you are and I to you.  My ( Read more... )

 Wow.  I was just feeling really really euphoric with most areas of my life - doing really great at my full time job, they want me to travel to our other location to help/teach at the new department launch, launching an eductional component of our company, extremely proud of my work as an LD on this current show, finally inspired, excited and ( Read more... )

(I find) That sinking sad feeling returning ( Read more... )

Know what?  I'm moving my birthday to freaking August.  Bad shit never happens in August.  June 9th blows.  It always does.  This year it's going to be the pits.  Maybe even worse than my 16th in high school when my parents pretended to be back together and we were all miserable and awkward ( Read more... )