Aside from that last (first) entry in my new spot, I haven’t blogged in a while. There hasn’t been much by the way of good news, but I guess you could say I feel like I’m stepping out of a fog. So, the short form, minus much melodrama:
- I am now car-less. I consider it quite retarded because I actually was able to get the payments caught up. But my parents need to sell it and use the profits to dig themselves out of some financial problems of their own. Also, because my “situation” is so up-in-the-air, they weren’t confident I’d be able to keep up with the payments. I feel that my financial situation when I am suicidal (which I was during March and April) should be considered a separate entity from the survival mode I go into the other 99.9% of the time. But my opinion was not considered.
- Said car is sitting in Missouri UNSOLD, because no one will pay the ridiculous price my dad is asking for it, which is $2,000 above the Kelly Blue Book value.
- My “situation” is that I continue to be unemployed, which kind of blows chunks. I am doing some side work for the Demons, which is a totally unworkable situation because of the same reasons it always was — the workload is uneven, the paychecks are late, and they expect to be able to buy the moon and the stars for a dime.
- I did not get evicted, which was a good thing.
- My brother and sister got to visit Dallas and they loved it. My brother is moving here this summer, and my parents are seriously considering it at as well. I am happy about this even though I am still mad about the car, which I am trying to set aside in the tradition of a religion I don’t even believe in that involves turning the other cheek. Also I am focusing on the positives — having my brother and sister here means I would never have to go back to Missouri, or drive through the godforsaken state of Oklahoma EVER AGAIN.
- I got sick. Supercalifragiliciousexpyalidocious sick (and I totally spelled that wrong). Multi-colored snot, terrible cough, fever, laryngitis, ear infection, the whole bit. I’m down to the occasional cough/nose blow and a “stuffy ear,” thanks to the healing properties of time and Amoxicillin.
- I can play the Rock Band guitar on “hard,” but only when I play bass. I am generally booed off the stage when I attempt to play lead. This does, however, make me superior to the man. For at least a little while.
- I am swirling around the idea of teaching again. I hate the idea of racking up student loans to pay for an education for a job that doesn’t pay all that well, but after my last corporate experience, I can truly say that I am not cut out for corporate. I am cut out for making a difference, even if it’s just in the life of one person. This, of course, means years of supporting myself while I finish my degree. Not so keen on that part.
- My asshole cat has ceased being an asshole. He really was just mad because I didn’t change his litter on some timetable he’d set in his little asshole cat head. THANK GOODNESS. Because I would really cry if there was something wrong with him.
- I can’t bring myself to care about the current political goings-on. I would be fine with either of the potential Democratic candidates. I would not be fine with McCain. I think anyone who has known me for longer than about five minutes can figure that out. I really am not interested in going on about it at length.
I think that’s pretty much it. I’m pretty much just like every other lame-ass blogger out there who bitches about a suck-ass job or a messed-up relationship or who pours her heart and soul out into the internet. And that’s okay.
