I woke up at 5 this morning, an spent the day selling my DVDs and video games, just to make rent. It was fucking horrible. I tried everything short of taking a shot in the mouth. Over a hundred DVDs sold, as well as 95 percent of my video games (which isn't really much), and at the end of it all, I'm left with 556 bucks, and a 538.33 dollar rent to pay. This has been up there in the top fifty worst days ever. I love my DVD collection, it was pretty decent. Now it's only half decent.
At least I've got 17 bucks left for food now. I haven't eaten in three days. Which isn't abnormal. You'd think by now I'd be skinny as fuck..... That's what you'd think....
I put a total of 6 gallons of water in my truck today, because of the slow leak. They key word here being slow. I think from now on, I'll measure how stressful a day is by how much water I have to dump in my reserve resevoir. Today was a 6 gallon day. I fucking hate 6 gallon days.
And to top it off, I smoked today. I went 5 days without, and then cracked this afternoon. The first one gave me a little buzz. I haven't felt a buzz like that since..... Well, since the last time I quit for five days and then gave in. Which happens more frequently than I care to mention.
A lot of my day was spent actively job hunting. Something I should have started 3 months ago. Then I'd still have my fucking DVDs.
I've been on the bench for too damn long. I'm first string material. I need to get off my ass and back in the game. I made myself nautious with that cheesy metaphor.
I sent my resume to 17 companies today. Ranging from healthcare, to security, to administration. In all, I rewrote (tweaked) my resume and cover letter 4 times, to tailor it to different job types. I need to find a job fast, because the hunt sucks. Got a job for me? I have (blank) years experience in (blank), with special skills including (blank) and (blank). I'll fill in the blanks when you tell me the job.
I hate having to sell myself. It reminds me of my teenage years... You know... working the corners....
Ok, so that never happened. If it had, I wouldn't be bitching about some DVDs.... Alright, I'd still bitch about the DVDs, but I'd probably bich about the other thing more...
I could really go for a little Joes Crab shack and a good beer. Maybe a wheat beer, to go wih the seafood. Blue Moon is nice. You should try it. Very light. Good with chicken and shit like that.
I got sidetracked... Where was I? Oh, that's right. I was bitching and moaning. Well, enough of that.
Who wants to go to Australia with me? Actually, I'm not really kidding. I just decided to go back there. Just right now. You witnessed it. Congradulations.
All right, I'm doing it. Next February should give enough time to save money. If anybody else goes, we can split the cost on hostels. I've got some friends in Melbourne and Woga Woga who might let us crash there. Then there's that stripper I sexed in Brisbane. Oh, we're definately going to Brisbane. I can't stay too long though, or I'll end up marrying someone. Oh, and god damn if they don't have the best surf and turf! It's cheaper too. And the exchange rate is better than going to Canada.
I've made up my mind, and I'm going damnit.
Are you still here? Sorry about that. I forgot that people read this. Alright, I'm off to your journal. See you there.
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I'm sorry. Journals tomorrow morning. I promise. I must sleep.
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Jan 07
Ok, I lied. I never actually signed on yesterday. But I'm headed to all of your journals now.
At least I've got 17 bucks left for food now. I haven't eaten in three days. Which isn't abnormal. You'd think by now I'd be skinny as fuck..... That's what you'd think....
I put a total of 6 gallons of water in my truck today, because of the slow leak. They key word here being slow. I think from now on, I'll measure how stressful a day is by how much water I have to dump in my reserve resevoir. Today was a 6 gallon day. I fucking hate 6 gallon days.
And to top it off, I smoked today. I went 5 days without, and then cracked this afternoon. The first one gave me a little buzz. I haven't felt a buzz like that since..... Well, since the last time I quit for five days and then gave in. Which happens more frequently than I care to mention.
A lot of my day was spent actively job hunting. Something I should have started 3 months ago. Then I'd still have my fucking DVDs.
I've been on the bench for too damn long. I'm first string material. I need to get off my ass and back in the game. I made myself nautious with that cheesy metaphor.
I sent my resume to 17 companies today. Ranging from healthcare, to security, to administration. In all, I rewrote (tweaked) my resume and cover letter 4 times, to tailor it to different job types. I need to find a job fast, because the hunt sucks. Got a job for me? I have (blank) years experience in (blank), with special skills including (blank) and (blank). I'll fill in the blanks when you tell me the job.
I hate having to sell myself. It reminds me of my teenage years... You know... working the corners....
Ok, so that never happened. If it had, I wouldn't be bitching about some DVDs.... Alright, I'd still bitch about the DVDs, but I'd probably bich about the other thing more...
I could really go for a little Joes Crab shack and a good beer. Maybe a wheat beer, to go wih the seafood. Blue Moon is nice. You should try it. Very light. Good with chicken and shit like that.
I got sidetracked... Where was I? Oh, that's right. I was bitching and moaning. Well, enough of that.
Who wants to go to Australia with me? Actually, I'm not really kidding. I just decided to go back there. Just right now. You witnessed it. Congradulations.
All right, I'm doing it. Next February should give enough time to save money. If anybody else goes, we can split the cost on hostels. I've got some friends in Melbourne and Woga Woga who might let us crash there. Then there's that stripper I sexed in Brisbane. Oh, we're definately going to Brisbane. I can't stay too long though, or I'll end up marrying someone. Oh, and god damn if they don't have the best surf and turf! It's cheaper too. And the exchange rate is better than going to Canada.
I've made up my mind, and I'm going damnit.
Are you still here? Sorry about that. I forgot that people read this. Alright, I'm off to your journal. See you there.
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I'm sorry. Journals tomorrow morning. I promise. I must sleep.
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Jan 07
Ok, I lied. I never actually signed on yesterday. But I'm headed to all of your journals now.
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Have you gone to a temp agency yet? ooh, I sound like my mom.
Well, anyway, if you change your mind and decide you do want to drink tonight, let me know. My boy is uninterested in attending, and I cancelled my other plans cause of sickness, but now I feel better. eh. But I also have a bunch of ab fab episodes to watch, and a warm blanket.