Aquarius
Blast from the past - found this burried in some old music archive cds in a drawer. Oh, Aqua. I heart you.
So I feel like crap. Big pile o' steamin crap. For some reason I'm not sleeping, like at all. And when I come home to take a nap, just like at night, I stare at the ceiling until I finally give up and findsomething productive DVDs to watch. At this point, it's a lot of energy just to sit up straight. Although I'm definitely hauling ass at work. Which is about the same. Some moments I love my job, most moments I'm on the edge of going OMAX (think..."postal" only with push pins and shredders instead of machine guns). Even if they do offer me the promotion (which...I'm so confused by), it's time to move on. I just don't know how to look any harder than I have been. Save from physically driving around and going into corporate offices and demanding interviews with their HR staff. Ironically - Burger King offered me a position. Again. For the briefest second I considered. I think tomorrow is going to be a resume-bomb day. Any job paying more than I'm making now is getting my resume faxed, emailed, and snailmailed to them.
5 days and 11 hours until Tom comes home.
At least I have new year plans this year - Justin and Cari are adultnapping me up to Bloomington to see Parker's band play. I think I can afford a $3 shot. Might have to find some change though. Being poor sucks.
Boo. Bad mood today. Think I'll go and...sit. Just sit.
So I feel like crap. Big pile o' steamin crap. For some reason I'm not sleeping, like at all. And when I come home to take a nap, just like at night, I stare at the ceiling until I finally give up and find
5 days and 11 hours until Tom comes home.
At least I have new year plans this year - Justin and Cari are adultnapping me up to Bloomington to see Parker's band play. I think I can afford a $3 shot. Might have to find some change though. Being poor sucks.
Boo. Bad mood today. Think I'll go and...sit. Just sit.