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So... Rae is more than sure that the army is booting her somewhere around January. She told me that we have some options as to what to do after she gets out. We could... Move back to Seattle, try and get jobs & scrape by barely. We could move somewhere else, try to get jobs asap & barely scrape by - or she could go back to her parent ( Read more... ) -
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So... We're in the new place. It's not too bad, aside from the whole lack of privacy thing. That and I'm always worried that I'm going to wake someone up, seeing as I'm the only night person. Oh well... It looks like we may not be here that long anyway, depending on what the army decides to do with Rae. Which has her stressed, and me ( Read more... ) -
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So, a few things...
Rae got home a day early. it’s good to have her home. And, she’s happy to be home.
We’re moving next month. Again. I’m not happy about having to move again, especially because this is supposed to be a temporary thing. We’re moving in with another couple in their house - and the room we have is VERY small. This ( Read more... ) -
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Having a random craving for Pepsi Blue... I miss that crap.
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Yeah, it's one of those days. My depression is getting deeper. And people are just pissing me off. I walked to the Kettle because I was restless - and on my way here, some assholes STOPPED THEIR FUCKING CAR just to insult me, then spit on me. As soon as I got here, some asshole at the table next to me decided to insult me as well. Fucking ( Read more... ) -
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So here I am. Rae's in Washington. Rich is trying to keep me company, but seeing as how both of us are going through bipolar cycles 385 times a minute, it's more interesting than fun. I'm in the middle of a severe depresive cycle but it has these weird hi spikes in it. They last for all of 2 minutes at the most. Fun. I keep trying to ( Read more... ) -
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Well... Things are okay. Here's the news.
I got a job, YAY! Then, I quit that job. YAY!!! I got a job at Tilt, the arcade in the mall - which was bogus to begin with. I'm a well spoken, educated, and all around not offensive (unless I want to be) 24 year old. Working the arcade in the mall is for the 16 year old who are trying to find dates at work ( Read more... )