adversee

A month and a week later and my worst nightmare has become a reality. Shortly after my last post, my friend who was renting me an apartment in his building (really, his parents building, I think) told me that he and his girlfriend wanted the apartment as they had been living in a sort of co-op bedroom upstairs (too complicated to explain). As I have no employment, no life and no future, my only option was to move back in with the parents.

Fuck.

So, now I'm here, back in my old digs, just like it was 1989, listening to my parents yell at each other over inane bullshit pretty much 24/7. The only time recockulous screaming is not heard in this house is between the hours of midnight and 7 am when they are both asleep and when each other or both of them are at work. Its a wonderful marriage and perhaps clues you in on why mine didn't work out so well. Regardless, I have about a month before the unemployment runs out, so I'll probably be working at a Pizza Hut or a gas station or some other minimum wage slave labor, just so I can teeter on the edge of bankruptcy before jumping right in headfirst. Remember, things can always get worse. The world has stocked up on plenty of 'worse' for all of us.

Well, no more for now, must glumly review the same jobsites I've been looking at for the past year or so, and maybe send my resume into that CVS customer service position again, just for kicks!

(Aside): If Glitch ever gets bored with her current beau and wants to date an out-of-work penniless ne'er-do-well who drives a 1998 beat-up Toyota and lives at his parents, I can vow that I will spend every moment of my worthless existence wooing and romancing her with all the things that no money can buy. Literally, these things must be available with no money. Just in case. Not that she knows me or anything. Ok, I'm gonna go now.