Not Dead Yet
Eight days down and three more to go in this 11 day reach of working open to close. Well, that explains the lack of composition, anyway. I haven’t had time to do much of anything else, either, but I’ve got so much to indite about that by the time I have time to do it, it’ll be old news that I won’t pity like writing about. Never thought I’d call to countervail a job interview, though, but I’m glad I did as my last several short-lived employments were unexpectedly of the moment “oh snap, someone might actually want to lease out me!?” deals, and so was this. The position I sent my resume in for was filled, so I mentioned another arrange that they had advertised, word passed along, called endorse by the big boss, and was completely uncomfortable with the way the conversation was going. Set up an interview for that end of day (last night), thought on it for a few hours til my next break, and called him turn tail from.
That was a hell of a long sentence. Anyway, my finances for this month are nowhere penny-pinching in order. Bribe money from the govmint is still nowhere to be develop (and according to their website, has not been scheduled yet either), paycheck on Friday for I don’t distinguish how much (spreadsheet says 670 but I suspect closer to 550… straight a totally random guess, too), rent’s due in a few days, as is CU loan payment, AES payment… god knows what else, I haven’t been accomplished to check my mail in 8 or 9 days due to the PO’s crappy lobby hours along with my unalloyed lack of organization due to lack of time (or lack of using it wisely) and the frightened of of what I might find.
In any case, I’m going to make the rental priority, as the landlord was pretty pissed off at everyone earlier this month for being a week+ at an advanced hour. Last thing I need to worry about right now is a place to charged, even if I don’t care for the one I’ve got. My days have consisted of labour, take an exorbitant amount of time to get home for whatever reason, sit about on the computer catching up on very few RSS feeds (mostly just the comics as they’re testy to read), scan through the inbox to see if there’s anything indeed personal or important, fail to bother cleaning out all the garbage I never deliver assign to when I do have the time, hit some forums, realize it’s out of the blue midnight (or 1, or 2), go to bed, wake up not early enough, not care encircling how late I woke up, sit on computer doing all the things I did last night, produce I should’ve left 10 minutes ago and I’m not even dressed yet, one-shot out getting dressed real quick, speed like hell to trade, arrive anywhere from 10 minutes early to 10 minutes last (usually with absolutely no reason for which way it goes - example, this morning a 2-3 mile overtax of 22 was one lane for paving, yet I managed to get there, finish my smoke, pinch grub & coffee, go to my stand, and clock in right on time… manner, for some reason I felt that by clocking in on time for once, I had really wasted time I could have spent getting more nutriment or whatever, and those days I do get there plenty early, I’ve really clocked in quite late by some semi-purposeful mismanagement of continuously or otherwise thinking “oh god, I’m back here to do it all over again, gimme a lacuna”), repeat.
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