outer-jessie's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Life is a gas In case you weren't sure if there was a little black cloud following me around, allow me to throw a little more evidence on the pile: G was terminated yesterday. From the same place of employment. By the same jackass of a guy. No, we are not cursed. Probably. But we are both unemployed. With no solid prospects, even still. And facing the strong likelihood that we will be moving in with my parents in the next month, unless something happens pretty damn soon. I should be grateful for that, and I actually am. At least I know that we'll be ok, whatever happens, which is a luxury not afforded to most. And I'm also glad that G doesn't have to go back to that place that sucked what little happiness she has in life and made her a hollow sullen shell each Sunday night. There are worse places to be than my parents' house. It's near the ocean, they get every channel in the world, and they keep their food well-stocked. My mother likes to run and my father has cool power tools. And it wouldn't be forever. I will miss my house though. It makes us sad to think we might be leaving it sooner rather than later. Listen up, potential employers: Stop jerking me around. Respond to my emails. Give me a chance. 6:18 p.m. - 2014-09-03 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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