silvercharmer

I just dropped off my prescription to be filled this morning, now I just need to go pick it up. It's bizarre to me how fucked up my back is.

I'm in the process of looking for either a new job or a second job. I don't like working at the shop as much as I used to. It's really hard to work for an owner who only cares about making money and keeping it. I get paid less than minimum wage. When I ask about ANYTHING involving money, he freaks out on me like I spit in his face or something. It's hard to go up to him and ask him any questions because you never know how's he's going to react.

An artist put it perfectly: "You know, it sucks when you find a job you love. You love everything about it. The people, what you do, who you work for. You love everything about it BUT the guy that gave you the job."

If it weren't for him, I would love it. The money isn't so important but they're not paying me enough to have to put up with a boss like him.

I'm also looking at moving out here in the near future. I love living with my roommate, but it's time I find something new and take on more responsibility. And take my dog and cat back from my mom. I'm ready to have a place where ALL my stuff is there, and not scattered in three different states.

Alright. Time to lay down. My back and hips are killing me.

Besos!
Aimee