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Sep. 25th, 2005 10:59 pm
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Bedtime, soon, methinks. I spent the evening with [livejournal.com profile] clawfoot, eating burgers and junk food and watching Black Hawk Down (plus American Dad on Global, as it just happened to be on television once the DVD player was turned off..it was amusing, however). It's odd. After two weeks of not eating crap, I feel slow and sluggish now. I guess I did before, but never noticed. If eating too many potato chips and having an ice cream bar and drinking one can of gingerale makes me feel like this, then it's time to stop. I haven't really missed it up until this point (well, except for ice cream...I can eat that stuff for breakfast and have done on occasion), so it will be good to just keep it up as a rare treat and not buy stuff like that every time we do groceries.

Bed time now. Work tomorrow. I need to get quarters and bus tickets and I have to get the bedding washed sometime this week and still finish my costume. Busy week ahead. Busy busy week. I should get some sleep if I'm going to tackle it.

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Sep. 17th, 2005 09:38 am
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Aside from some housework that needs doing, I'm not doing much else today. Last weekend and the ones coming up are going to be a whirlwind of activity, and with going back to work on Tuesday, it'll be good to have a day to just putter around the house and not go anywhere or see anybody.

Speaking of doing not much today, I should go and watch me some Saturday morning cartoons. :)

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Sep. 14th, 2005 10:01 am
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My stomach is in knots and I feel nauseous. Why? As soon as I'm done looking for work, I'm going to be emailing my old supervisor informing him that I am willing to go back on Monday.

I know I gave myself another week to find something that wasn't phone/people related, but I have to be an adult about this. There are just some things that you have to do, regardless of your own personal wants/desires. To be honest, it feels a little like I'm selling myself down the river, breaking that promise I made to myself to never go back, come hell or high water.

Unfortunately, when money (or lack thereof) is involved, personal needs no longer take precedence. It's not the right thing to do, I know that. But it is the responsible thing.
I still haven't found gainful employ. Damn. I can only give it one more week, though, because my bills won't pay themselves. The Evil Cable Company doesn't want me. Nobody else seems to want me. And I can't take four months to find work (it happened once, which is why I ended up counting other people's shit and wishing I was dead instead of on the road to OFS yet again). My choices are, unfortunately, very very limited. So, I'm left with this, it seems...get something else by the end of next week or it's back to the Hell that Goes Up.

I really really don't want to go back. But it looks like I won't have any other option.

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Aug. 16th, 2005 02:58 pm
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I feel so incredibly lazy. I should be looking for work...oh, wait a minute, I already did that this morning. It hasn't hit the stressful point yet where not having a paycheque means not paying bills, but it feels very decadent to have all this free time for me.

Now don't get me wrong, I've gotten stuff done like finished off the thank you notes from the funeral donations and prepped/primed the walls in the living room for some touch up painting. It just seems, though, like I'm not doing enough with my time, that I should be out there pounding the pavement looking for something that I know I'll despise because it puts money in the bank.

I guess what it boils down to is a little bit of a guilty feeling because it seems I'm being slothful while [livejournal.com profile] fuzzpsych is slogging away at the Hell that Goes Up. I could go back, if I wanted, but I just can't.

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Aug. 8th, 2005 04:46 pm
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I actually got some stuff done today. I updated my resumé and applied for no less than seven jobs (!). I hate hate hate cover letters, though. They're little more than contrived pieces of tripe. But I wrote one. Only because it was required. Here's hoping, at least. Working at KWAG would be better than back to the Hell that Goes Up.

I also am doing something a little different this time around. I'm actually keeping track (in a separate notebook) of all the jobs I apply to and any relevant information like hours mentioned or name of contact or position applied to. You'd have thought I would have done this sooner, but no. In this case, I am a very slow learner. :P

Oh, and on top of feeling accomplished, I can wear sandals again! That bruise (or whatever it was causing me pain) is finally dimished enough that it no longer bothers me to have pressure put on that one spot just above and to the left of the ankle bone on my right foot. w00t! No more socks for me until it gets cold again. :)

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Jul. 11th, 2005 08:43 pm
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It appears I can quit my job without it affecting my leave at all. That's at least one burden off my shoulders.

And, no matter how this whole thing turns out, we have to move. It may be into another apartment, it may be into a house, but no matter what, it's time.

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Apr. 26th, 2005 06:37 pm
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I found out today that the little white house had been sold. I don't know why, but I had already fallen in love with it and now I'm really saddened that it had been sold to someone else. It's also become apparent that we'll be in this pokey flat for another five years at least while we pay down debts and try to cobble together a down payment.

I don't know if I can do it. I'm so tired of living like a student when I've had my degree for almost five years now.

Now it's looking like I'll have to go back to work sooner than expected, just so we have a bit more money coming in. But that won't be easy, because I'll have to work days (8-4, Tues-Wed off if I go back to Hell) and with [livejournal.com profile] fuzzpsych working afternoons/nights, we won't have to pay for a babysitter.

I'm not ready to go back. I don't want to go back to Arvato. But the number of options has dwindled and if I want to move into a house of my own, I have to do something about it.

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Apr. 9th, 2005 10:54 am
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I've just gotten around to finally putting entries into the "memories" thing...one about work that sums up how I feel about where I work and the job that I do in less than 25 words, and the two writing ones, mostly so I don't have to go searching through the archive to find them (nor will anybody else if they're interested in reading them).

And maybe, just maybe, I'll get more of my novel written and possibly post another of the sections (that are work safe, at any rate)...

Fool Me Twice

Mar. 10th, 2005 06:56 pm
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I haven't been at work since 2004 Nov 01 and I'm still being asked to assume the position. My ability to do things on the weekend is completely dependent on my husband's work schedule. The latest shift bid, in which he would have Fridays and Saturdays off, has been replaced with another in which that shift does not exist.

There's going to be another bid in May when more staff is hired to the department. So the possibility exists that he could get weekends (or even Fridays and Saturdays) off. After two months of thinking I was going back to the LARP and having it taken away from me by circumstances outside of my control, I give up. I'm not going back. I can't expect to go back to the game when I *know* how shift bids work.

I'm so very tempted to give up writing completely. Go work in a factory somewhere and just give it up. Don't get me wrong, I enjoy doing it and I would love nothing more than to eke a meager existence out of it, but right now that doesn't seem very practical.

The baby takes a lot out of me. So much that it feels like there's nothing left...no motivation, no drive, no creativity...nothing.

It looks like it's back to the phones when MatLeave is done. Oh well. It was a nice dream.
This is it, my first official day of MatLeave (last week was vacation time). It even snowed and everything, although I slept through it. Birthday first, then baby, I'm thinking, but that could change in an instant. Now I should really check into applying for EI benefits online...
I am so tired. After a good night (and the startling generosity of my friends...thank you ever so much), I got to listen to my downstair neighbour fuckwits yell, scream, sing at the top of their lungs, jump on the floor, bang around on their deck, etc etc etc, in order to disturb the basement tenants. They already drove out the two previous tenants with the same behaviour. To top it off, I'm certain I heard one of them saying something about the basement tenants getting a free month (from their loudmouthed idiocy, I presume) and with it October, that month is up.

It's like they want notches on a bed post to see how many they can drive out before they're evicted.

The landlord knows what's going on, but does nothing, so it's useless to complain.

And everytime we call the cops, they shut up before they get there.

So I've had maybe four hours of broken sleep *and* I get the priviledge of playing an old LARP character tonight at the Elders game.

It's a good thing she's a cranky and callous bitch. I don't think I could do anything else with any believability if I tried.

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