Well, haven't written in this thing for a while. I have a habit of only updating this thing after drinking, oh well. Anyway, not much has changed in my life. I'm still at Red Lobster, and amazingly it has become way more bearable. Either that or I'm succumbing to misery. I've gotten another raise, so I can't complain about that. People at work are ( Read more... )

I've officially been working at Red Lobster for seven months. Jesus H. Christ. Needless to say I'm completely sick of it, and if I never had to go back I'd be overjoyed. I mean of course it's no shittier than any other barely above minimum wage job, but goddamn do I hate it. I honestly LOVE the days I have class, because I don't work on those two ( Read more... )

numbers numbers NUMBERS. I LIVE by numbers. The number of hours I spend working a week. The NUMBER of hours that calculate into the numbers of my pay rate that control how much I have to live on. The numbers I count until I have to go to work, or how long I have until I have to do something. The numbers I have to wake up by, go to sleep by. ( Read more... )

I really hate talking to people who know I failed out of college. It's generally the random parent of a friend, or the random relative I don't see much. I hate the question. THE question. The sympathetic "How are you doing since mtu?". Now there's nothing wrong with that question normally, it's common courtesy. However when you hear it in ( Read more... )

Every night I'm almost afraid to go to sleep, because my dreams are killing me. I dreamed I was going to some weird ass school, but it wasn't for academics it was for some form of combat. (haha) I used the last of my money to buy a half gallon of Jim Beam. And then a bunch of other fucks drank it all and I was mgea pissed. So then it was taken over ( Read more... )

So I wanted to go to Houghton this weekend. Not being allowed to drive still, and not being able to find a ride, I decided to hitch hike. I got off work at 8:30, came home, grabbed my backpack, and hit the highway. I walked down the highway pitching my thumb. Within the first five minutes a cop passed me, and I was like hoh shit. He kept going and ( Read more... )

Well, I fucked up the van even more. How? Being a complete idiot. Long story short, I drove directly into a snow bank straight on going 60 mph. I didn't get hurt or anything, except banging up my knees. The front of the van got dented, one headlight shattered, and for some reason the side dented in. Besides the headlight I didn't really care about ( Read more... )

So here I am, in the Baymont hotel. Bruce and I drove to Chicago on Saturday for the "Distant Worlds" concert. Full symphony orchestra plus choir. Final Fantasy music. THE best two hours I've had in a long time. Bruce and I had VIP tickets so we sat in the very front, and we got to meet Nobuo Uematsu after the concert. I had him sign my program, my ( Read more... )

Well, my life has reached a new low. I've been back in mqt for about two months and I've still yet to find a job. I'm waiting on a call back from the food co-op for a full-time job, which would be awesome. Seriously, I've re-beaten two final fantasy games totaling 140+ hours, which is fucking sad. I've never been so unproductive. I thought I was a ( Read more... )

So I've been home alone the past week and a half. Needless to say I was enjoying it, although I've sunk to new lows of accomplishing fucking nothing. As some people may have heard, I'm not returning to school this semester, I'm starting work full-time, and returning to school in the Fall. There's a long story behind all of that, and fuck if I'm ( Read more... )