ugh
Next month it time to find a job, i have one more place to send a resume and if nothing comes up it back to doing bodywork or some shit job at walmart but the drive would kill me.Damn it damn it damn it, It wouldn't be as bad if i had something else to look forward to at the end of the day.
It might seem selfish but i need a break, not a vacation break but some form of luck, a good omen if you will. Since i've never caught a break my intire life its way over due.
I've never got the girl, worked my ass off for every penny, sacrificed probably many years of my life because of nasty chemicals, ocasionally loosing feeling in my left arm from pinched nerves, and my life winnings total $9.00. For what? To drive an old truck around which has already broke in half once, and spend my time in bars getting loaded. O JOY!
I would have been just as well off joining the F.T.R.A. and jumping trains till i got to push the covented shopping cart and live under some bridge somewhere in a Hobo camp. Atleast then maybe my joints wouldn't creek and grind like they do now and my ears wouldn't ring all the time.
Now that i've vented i guess its time to write a couple cover letters.
Wish me luck!
Next month it time to find a job, i have one more place to send a resume and if nothing comes up it back to doing bodywork or some shit job at walmart but the drive would kill me.Damn it damn it damn it, It wouldn't be as bad if i had something else to look forward to at the end of the day.
It might seem selfish but i need a break, not a vacation break but some form of luck, a good omen if you will. Since i've never caught a break my intire life its way over due.
I've never got the girl, worked my ass off for every penny, sacrificed probably many years of my life because of nasty chemicals, ocasionally loosing feeling in my left arm from pinched nerves, and my life winnings total $9.00. For what? To drive an old truck around which has already broke in half once, and spend my time in bars getting loaded. O JOY!
I would have been just as well off joining the F.T.R.A. and jumping trains till i got to push the covented shopping cart and live under some bridge somewhere in a Hobo camp. Atleast then maybe my joints wouldn't creek and grind like they do now and my ears wouldn't ring all the time.
Now that i've vented i guess its time to write a couple cover letters.
Wish me luck!