Fuck. I need to go to the doctor about my eye that Tiger attacked. Dammit dammit dammit! I seriously don't have time for this. I don't have insurance anymore either and the thought of going and waiting in the ER at county with all the derlicts and such... 
Shit. It's only been a day, but my eye hasn't improved. It's still horribly bloody looking and very sore. And all of my co-workers still with the, "What happened!!??" I'm getting very tired of relaying the story. In fact, it was one of my co-workers that suggested I go to a doctor because there may not be anything wrong now, but later I may have problems. Then I remembered that stupid movie, Wild Hearts Can't Be Broken, about the blind circus girl who rode a diving horse.
Shit.
I talked to my extra ex today on my way home from work. It was nice to see him and shoot the shit for a bit. He was terribly nervous and fidgety, but conversing with him again gave me sweet little glimpses of how we'd came to be and why I'd tried so hard to stay. He really does have a kind heart and a good spirit. Much of why I was attracted to him had to do with his boyish innocence. ::sigh::
I do prefer to stay on the surface of people. Not get too close. Never learn too much. In turn, I like to keep them at a proper distance from myself. It's nice. I get to have a little snapshot of who I imagine them to be, and every so often when I see them, they are exactly that. Nothing too deep. No surprises. No pressure. Just good times. I hope that my efforts to keep them away creates the same illusions for them of myself as well.
Certainly I've been mistaken before in going to fabulous efforts in order to drive someone completely away from me, when they've made nauseating attempts to get what I deemed as "too close" to me.
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I'm so pissed. I busted my ass at work all last week. I grossed nearly $800.00. Guess how much I actually take home? Such shit. Such fucking bullshit. I am completely unokay with this. I seriously need to go back to being an independent contractor. Fuck this "employee" crock. I used to deduct everything as an independent contractor. I paid $500 quarterly in taxes and always broke even. Had our treasury department owing me. This check is the last straw. I refuse to keep bending over and grabbing my ankles for our government every pay period.
So, how goes things with you?
Shit. It's only been a day, but my eye hasn't improved. It's still horribly bloody looking and very sore. And all of my co-workers still with the, "What happened!!??" I'm getting very tired of relaying the story. In fact, it was one of my co-workers that suggested I go to a doctor because there may not be anything wrong now, but later I may have problems. Then I remembered that stupid movie, Wild Hearts Can't Be Broken, about the blind circus girl who rode a diving horse.
Shit.
I talked to my extra ex today on my way home from work. It was nice to see him and shoot the shit for a bit. He was terribly nervous and fidgety, but conversing with him again gave me sweet little glimpses of how we'd came to be and why I'd tried so hard to stay. He really does have a kind heart and a good spirit. Much of why I was attracted to him had to do with his boyish innocence. ::sigh::
I do prefer to stay on the surface of people. Not get too close. Never learn too much. In turn, I like to keep them at a proper distance from myself. It's nice. I get to have a little snapshot of who I imagine them to be, and every so often when I see them, they are exactly that. Nothing too deep. No surprises. No pressure. Just good times. I hope that my efforts to keep them away creates the same illusions for them of myself as well.
Certainly I've been mistaken before in going to fabulous efforts in order to drive someone completely away from me, when they've made nauseating attempts to get what I deemed as "too close" to me.
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I'm so pissed. I busted my ass at work all last week. I grossed nearly $800.00. Guess how much I actually take home? Such shit. Such fucking bullshit. I am completely unokay with this. I seriously need to go back to being an independent contractor. Fuck this "employee" crock. I used to deduct everything as an independent contractor. I paid $500 quarterly in taxes and always broke even. Had our treasury department owing me. This check is the last straw. I refuse to keep bending over and grabbing my ankles for our government every pay period.
So, how goes things with you?
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I'm sorry about your eye. Insurance shit sucks!!!
I always like reading your journals. They have substance.