February 2012
Shane’s unemployment is probably the worst thing to ever happen to me. We never intended this to happen but I’m stuck paying 3/5 of what I make a month on rent and we barely have enough to actually live, let alone enjoy living life at all. And I can’t get out of it because I never have enough to save and everywhere we try to move requires a deposit on top of a month’s rent,...
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I can’t wait until we live somewhere where we have our own bathroom, or at least don’t have to walk through a common area to get to one.
Because sometimes you wake up, your breath smells, your hair is a mess, and you don’t have any eyebrows on, and your roommates are having fucking lunch with friends right outside and you have to not only walk through their gathering but smile...
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Oh, and welcome to my new followers!
I got a few of you today, so that’s always nice. c:
Oh goddamnit I pissed off another customer. :c
So a lot of people call in and try to make payments over the phone (which we try not to even provide as an option, but I guess one of my coworkers continues to tell them to call, because we still get phone calls.) And it’s frustrating and takes forever and just ugh.
Anyways, I just recently had a woman call in during a rush and I couldn’t take her payment and she flipped out and...
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Brb just getting high and listening to jazz for the rest of my life
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somethingrosa:
I don’t know guys, I don’t think Tumblr is taking away free speech or expression… it’s a privately owned company and I think they are within their rights to do this… I (personally) find any and all self harm/pro-ana/mia blogs very triggering, regardless of the intent… it’s like if I owned a house and asked anyone who came into my house not to discuss self-harm or eating disorders....
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archaeosaur:
social anxiety is when successfully ordering a pizza over the phone makes you feel like a fucking champion
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So apparently Shane isn’t coming home tonight? I can’t sleep alone-my mind goes fucking crazy. So I guess I just won’t be sleeping tonight. Work should be fun tomorrow.
I guess the worst part is that I wouldn’t even know if something happened to him because nobody in his family has my phone number. I think that’s why I tend to assume the worst, so that I’m not surprised when and if the worst happens.
So frustrated. Shane left at 9 to go out drinking with friends and he told me he’d only be gone for an hour. It’s now 2 and I can’t get ahold of him. I guess I just won’t be sleeping tonight. The rational part of me knows he’s fine, but the irrational part keeps telling me, “His friend is going to drive drunk and kill them both”.
