Okay...that was like the dumbest thing I ever did in my life.
3rd day of the 100 mile commute, starting at 7 a.m. (I'm unemployed...I didn't even know there WAS a 7 a.m.). Hauled shit around the Embarcadero in SF all day. Then drove back to San Jose, and helped clean up after the free Thursday night concert downtown. I am totally fucking filthy and worn out, and I have to go up to SF tomorrow AGAIN at 7 a.m. for more hauling.
I know I'm going to be absolutely useless tomorrow night, so I have NO plans other than to stay home and recuperate. Oddly, I kinda like this in a way...a real physical challenge.
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Saw my old supervisor today. She told me that SHE just put in her notice. The stress of the job is really getting to her. Sounds more and more like I was lucky to get bounced out of there when I did
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I really want to check out everyone's journal and respond to all who commented in mine, but I really gotta sleep...I promise I'll be a better internet chum tomorrow.
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Who can tell me the name of the British comedy troupe from the '70s that is in my profile pic, gazing in abashed awe at the Hel's Harum emblem? There's a funky gibbon for whoever gets it
3rd day of the 100 mile commute, starting at 7 a.m. (I'm unemployed...I didn't even know there WAS a 7 a.m.). Hauled shit around the Embarcadero in SF all day. Then drove back to San Jose, and helped clean up after the free Thursday night concert downtown. I am totally fucking filthy and worn out, and I have to go up to SF tomorrow AGAIN at 7 a.m. for more hauling.
I know I'm going to be absolutely useless tomorrow night, so I have NO plans other than to stay home and recuperate. Oddly, I kinda like this in a way...a real physical challenge.
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Saw my old supervisor today. She told me that SHE just put in her notice. The stress of the job is really getting to her. Sounds more and more like I was lucky to get bounced out of there when I did
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I really want to check out everyone's journal and respond to all who commented in mine, but I really gotta sleep...I promise I'll be a better internet chum tomorrow.
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Who can tell me the name of the British comedy troupe from the '70s that is in my profile pic, gazing in abashed awe at the Hel's Harum emblem? There's a funky gibbon for whoever gets it
what the fuck... i'm bored... sold 100 bucks worth of old dvd's and cd's... now i'm gonna buy beer with it!