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Hello LJ
I have been working as a night auditor in a hotel on capital hill for the past few months. I have learned the hard way, perhaps the only way, why a job has to be more then just the paycheck ( Read more... ) -
Writer's Block: Out of fashion
So I have decided to write a response to one of these floating writing prompts that appear whenever I sign into Livejournal. I skimmed through a few questions and thought to challenge myself with a area of modern society that I am slowly losing touch with, fashion ( Read more... ) -
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Ugh, am I being a negative nancy? I think I am! I am just worried. That is all. Worried about whether or not I am doing the right thing here. Sometimes I feel as though I have cast myself adrift, and when a shoreline becomes visible I find it only to be an illusion. The job is going to be tough, yes, but maybe that will just make *me* tougher. I ( Read more... ) -
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On Dome day, an innocent squirrel found its lower half writhing about, its guts hanging loose, and the fading realization that his life has come to an end due to some alien reason. The squirrel is the least of our worries however, as an entire town has been caught encapsulated by the strange phenomenon called the Dome ( Read more... ) -
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As of Wednesday of last week, I am a Hyatt employee. This should be a time to rejoice, but it could not be farther from the truth. I sold out once again for a higher paycheck, and well justified as I do need the money. I am sick of customer service, I am sick of faking my smiles and pretending to remain pleasant in the face of irate customers when ( Read more... ) -
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Gentle warmth rains down from a Sun hitched upon an open sky, right over a small dairy farm located in the country side of France. Here we find a family toiling away in earnest on their plot of land. A father chopping wood, his shirt fully saturated with sweat. A mother and daughter hustling about, handling the daily chores required to produce the ( Read more... ) -
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We have been delivered from Perdition. Our washer and dryer were installed the other day. I washed all my clothes. They are now clean. -
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I dreamt that I had purchased a one way ticket to San Francisco. -
Crossing the mucky muck...
For those individuals that decide to brave the megalopolises of the world with only a back pack filled with clothes and as much money as can fit into a wallet... I look upon you with eyes of admiration and pity. I say that because what sort of job is most immediate to your cause? Restaurants. I stand in the same shit filled bog as yourself, and man ( Read more... )