How shall I begin...

Last month in one day's time, I moved my mother and all of her belongings out of the schizophrenic narcissistic preacher's house. The fun part was, he didn't know a thing about it until we were en route to Chelsea. He, in classic psychotic fashion, called her a dozen times, threatening and pleading and violently swinging his ( Read more... )

8:00 a.m. -- Psych of Sex. enjoyable! I look forward to this class.

9:30 a.m. -- Intro to Logic. STRIKE

12:30 p.m. -- Abnormal Psychology. STRIKE

2:00 p.m. -- Lit: Fiction. The professor is totally crazy, and she told us that. She reminds me of Kathy Griffon. But in a good way.

So, as you can see, my schedule is absolutely fucked. I'm going to ( Read more... )

Aha! A wrench in the gears of the working automation. I am free of my shift tomorrow. I can rest. I can finally rest.

If only my head would stop pounding.

I was going to rant, but I decided I had calmed down enough. In short, I'm sick of getting called in to work when I'm not scheduled to. And I'm also sick of people using my space and things as their own.

But I'm not livid like I was earlier. Just mildly annoyed.
Don't fret, it's all good.

My head is killing me. I had to work an emergency all-day shift today. And now I have work again tomorrow.

There's so much pressure in my head that I'll have to headbutt a railroad spike to get any reliefI feel like today was wasted. I earned extra money, but somehow still a waste. I want to go to bed and never ever ever get up again. Just stay ( Read more... )

The beauty of a full moon does not escape me. I don't care what is going on in my life, I have never beheld a full moon with anything but delight and wonder. I need that vision; one of something whole and complete. Even as it ducks behind the clouds pretending I can't see it.

So, as I entered the bathroom at work today, I thought "Wouldn't it be great if there was a raccoon waiting for me in here ( Read more... )

So. Things have been so utterly, incredibly bad lately that I've just started laughing at them, the things. I dropped the can of tomato paste I was opening into the juice bucket at work and got completely covered in tomato. I just laughed at it, and my messy clothes. I've started calling the stupid things that will happen to me. I went to deposit ( Read more... )

I'm just cutting this week loose ( Read more... )

Yesterday was the strangest day. To kick things off, it was approximately the hottest day all year. In the spirit of trying to melt all things on earth, the sun's vicious rays all but murdered Porky's. The walk-in cooler went out, and the vent motor on the roof died. So, the oven was belting hot air into the store, rather than out the roof, and all ( Read more... )