Ok, so that’s not true. Sometimes I also dream about finding out I have some really rich relatives somewhere. Or about having an all Dr Pepper soda fountain in my home.. Wait. Those things are still all about me. Oh well.
Dear readers, I know it has been a while since I’ve graced you with my presence. I mean, let’s face it.. Most of you are people that I talk to on a pretty regular basis anyhow but I like to pretend that my wit and writing skill attract multitudes of internet users to this blog every day. Can’t a girl have a pipe dream? While I am sure that all of you are sick and tired of hearing me whine, I give you my word that I will at least try to write it in an entertaining manner, so it’s not like you’ve heard it all before.
Things have been rough here in my new neck of the woods. I’ve always suffered from a pretty pessimistic and morose disposition, and things like that are mighty hard to overcome whenever you’ve also got external circumstances weighing down on you. I was fired from the part time job I acquired after only two months of working there. No one will ever know for sure, but word around the campfire seems to be that the owner of the establishment wasn’t too fond of my tattoos and piercings. Which is pretty odd if you think about it, considering it was a call center that had no real dress code to speak of. I’ve never had a problem covering up my piercings or my tattoos. If that’s what’s required, I’ll do it. I can strike a happy medium between what society deems appropriate and what I choose to make myself look like. However, when there is no rule on the books about it.. Well. Suffice it to say, I was pretty steamed about it. I still am, truth be told. Not like I loved the job or anything. Quite the opposite, in fact, I hated it with a deep seated and burning passion. But it was a paycheck, and I am an adult, so I tolerated it.
Moving right along.
The job hunt since then has been unfruitful as of yet. I won’t lie, I’m pretty bitter about all of it. It seems as if odds are stacked against me left and right. And when you’re far away from home, and still working on building a support system, it’s difficult to pick yourself up and get back on the proverbial horse. And when you’re also stressing out over money and bills and.. Anyway. I’m sure you get the idea. WAIT. Did I mention my car won’t start? Yeah, there’s that also. Now you get the idea.
Slowly but surely, though, I am pulling myself back to my feet. More often than not I don’t even really want to. I’m tired of struggling, I’ve been at this unemployment thing for over a year now. It’s old, and I’m sick of it, and I am well aware of the fact that I could have it worse. But I don’t. I just have me, and my life, and all of this suck to deal with that feels like it’s not ever going to go away.
[Note: First person to leave a comment saying "No one ever said life was fair/easy/hard/fun/whatever" gets it the next time I see them. I'm 26 years old. You think I haven't figured that part out yet? Doesn't mean I can't be angry about it!]
BUT I DIGRESS. I honestly didn’t come here to write out a big sob story. Just wanted to give a little status update. There is happier news, at least one piece of it: Tony and I are engaged. We’re aiming to get hitched sometime towards the end of next year, providing that I can find a job soon and we can start saving up. We’re 99.99999% positive that we’re going to be moving to Florida as well. We went for a week long vacation back in October and he fell in love with the place, just like I figured he probably would. Also my family didn’t hate him so that’s a plus.
I suppose I’m done rambling for the time being. It’s cold as I don’t know what here, and I don’t think I’ll ever get used to that, but cold weather doesn’t mean that errands just run themselves you know. So, until next time, I give you this:
KOMODO DRAGON! (Taken at the aquarium here in Virginia Beach, over the summer.)
That is all. We now return you to your regularly scheduled internetting.
That komodo dragon really is one GQMF.