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So. Ugh. Yesterday.
Yesterday was a clusterfuck and I'd like to forget it, but I can't. So I'm gonna stream-of-consciousness it out.
Got a temp job. Lost that temp job because they took offense to me using an empty ladies' restroom when all of the men's stalls were broken or in use. Got in a fight with my father-in-law which resulted in the household EXPLODING, him throttling the shit outta me, and things basically going fucking nuts. And then Jack In The Box called me and hired me.
Yeah, if you're saying "lolwut" I don't blame you.
(Oh, I forgot to mention, because of food shortages and moreso because of my fuckups all throughout yesterday, all I've had to eat in the past two days is a package of peanut butter crackers, hurrrr.)
As is, I'm stuck here at the library on a communal computer for the moment, having been forcibly told by DeAnna to stay the hell OUT of the room-hovel we stay in until after my 'shift' of filling out paperwork and maybe training. DeAnna's at McD's, a friend of hers is watching Ariana.
I just... I don't even fucking know any more, man. How much of this is justified and how much of it is just life and circumstance shitting on my face?
Anyway, figured some of you might want to know about that, or were worried after seeing me online briefly last night.
Yesterday was a clusterfuck and I'd like to forget it, but I can't. So I'm gonna stream-of-consciousness it out.
Got a temp job. Lost that temp job because they took offense to me using an empty ladies' restroom when all of the men's stalls were broken or in use. Got in a fight with my father-in-law which resulted in the household EXPLODING, him throttling the shit outta me, and things basically going fucking nuts. And then Jack In The Box called me and hired me.
Yeah, if you're saying "lolwut" I don't blame you.
(Oh, I forgot to mention, because of food shortages and moreso because of my fuckups all throughout yesterday, all I've had to eat in the past two days is a package of peanut butter crackers, hurrrr.)
As is, I'm stuck here at the library on a communal computer for the moment, having been forcibly told by DeAnna to stay the hell OUT of the room-hovel we stay in until after my 'shift' of filling out paperwork and maybe training. DeAnna's at McD's, a friend of hers is watching Ariana.
I just... I don't even fucking know any more, man. How much of this is justified and how much of it is just life and circumstance shitting on my face?
Anyway, figured some of you might want to know about that, or were worried after seeing me online briefly last night.