So, I am at the perg. Which is overpriced and just makes me depressed. Seriously, the workers who slack about, posing and making crappy drinks, that I could make better, the rooms of people using their computers, not talking, the crappy seats and faux art - it all makes me want to throw up ( Read more... )

have been trying to get used to the eight miles it is from my house to the Nick, as now I refuse to cave to ridiculous gas prices and bike the distance. (which is all uphill one way and all downhill the other - gross) This is not only putting my life in danger but it makes my hamstrings hurt ( Read more... )

Living in a mobile home park in Scotts Valley, because it is good to get back to my white trash roots. Though at my current rate of unpacking, it will take me a year to move in completely ( Read more... )

i have to pack i have to pack i have to pack i have to pack i have to pack i have to pack i have to pack i have to pack i have to pack i have to pack i have to pack

so, instead, i am going to ignore the rules of capitalization, and go to bed

I haven't had a day off in weeks and yet, somehow, I have no money. It goes to rent, to food, to gas, to new clothes for work, and these end up being very expensive ( Read more... )

It figures that as soon as I get hired at Starbucks, I find out that Peet's Coffee & Tea is hiring. Also, Sometimes I wonder if 8 also thinks that the fact that I have ended up in many of the same jobs she has held [hostess, courtesy clerk, cost plus world market slave, starbucks barista] is interesting. Or does she find it unnerving ( Read more... )

News:

Have been ruded out of my house. (This is a long and complicated story - if we are good friends, call me up and I can explain it to you) Am now looking for another place to live ( Read more... )

This is an update on azc:Have not joined the civilized world in reading Harry Potter, and have been trying to avoid people who even mention the book ( Read more... )

Attention World:

I have goals now. Summer-time goals. They are:
Actually finish that french book that has been haunting me for the past year. L'etrangerBench press a million [the ridiculously high number is used to hide the ridiculously small number that the author does not wish for the reader to know] pounds ( Read more... )

Don't ask me about unions, because I have a union job, and I don't want them to find out that I would bad talk them at any chance I got.
Thanks.