So, tomorrow is officially moving day. The U-Haul is parked in the driveway waiting to be loaded. Everything in the house, with the exception of my room, is packed in boxes. For some reason, I can't bring myself to pack my room. We're moving from the Dallas area to a small East Texas town called Rusk. It's about 3 hours away. I know absolutely nobody down there, with the exception of my 2 cousins and their wives. They are all very umm, let me try to explain. My cousin Justin, the younger of the
Howdy y'all. It's been awhile since I've posted anything around here. I just wanted to let everyone know that I miss y'all so much. I miss chatting with everyone and I feel like I've let some really good friends down. @Mikiesboy @mollyhousemouse @MacGreg @MichaelS36 @BlindAmbition @BHopper2 @Renee Stevens @Kitt and many many many others that I know I'm forgetting....I'm sorry I haven't been around. I've been here, mainly creeping in the corner. I don't know what's wrong with me anymore. Last Wed
Back in March, I got a new job. I was excited and eager to start. However, within the first month, I ended up being transferred to the sister company doing basically the same job. The lateral transfer was not officially executed. There was no paperwork ever signed or submitted or anything like that. The original company I was hired for continued paying my salary. I was given my healthcare benefits through the original company after two and half months. I was working for a compounding pharmacy.
emptiness is loneliness
loneliness is cleanliness
cleanliness is godliness
god is empty just like me
Smashing Pumpkins *even though I can't stand Billy Corgan because he's a whiney little bitch, this is a great quote*
First, let me say....in this I will be using the terms evil and bad. For the purpose of this writing, they are interchangeable. It was difficult sticking to one or the other.
What is the devil's job? Many would say it's to tempt some from their path to lead them down a path of evil ways. If that is the case, does the devil create evil or does the devil merely exploit the inherent evil that is within us all? If the devil were to create evil, wouldn't that mean that some were born to be evil
So, it's been just over a week since my last blog post. Thank y'all for talking me through my over-analytical mind fuck of the possible situation. Thank the gods I didn't have to face the bitch-in-law, since my brother was the only one that came from Austin. She evidently fell off a ladder or some bullshit and hurt her back. Oh and all of the kids were sick with a stomach virus, conveniently. That was probably for the best. The first night we were down there, I had to sleep out in my aunt and un
My grandfather died. I should feel sad right? I feel nothing. I loved my grandfather and I know he loved me, he told all of us every chance he got that he loved us. I don't even feel bad that I'm not really sad. My brain is telling me that this makes me a sick and fucked up person. My mind is also telling me that I know I should feel a certain way. And then it tells me that I should feel ashamed that I'm not sad. Don't get me wrong....I'm not happy. On the other hand, I'm not sad either. I guess
Howdy y'all, welcome back to my neck of the woods. Certain blog posts and a tribute to a fallen dragon have got me thinking lately. The first time I sat down and read a friend of mine's work, I felt an instant connection to him. I had to send him a message and let him know how reading his stories affected me. I was nervous of his reaction. The message sounded a little stalkerish (not really, but could be interpreted that way). Anyways, long story short, this author got back to me and thanked me.
One of my biggest pet peeves is when someone mispronounces the word supposedly. More often than not, people add a "b" towards the end. Supposably is not a word. Even seeing it typed incorrectly is bothering me right now.
Something else that is bothersome to me is when people use the word nauseous when they really mean nauseated. To be nauseated means to feel queasy, feel like you might vomit. To be nauseous is to be emitting a foul smell that would make someone else nauseated. So, if someo
It's 3:50 in the morning, I have to be awake in 2 hours to get ready to go to work. Oh yeah, I haven't slept yet. This sucks, and not in the good way. I hate it when I get like this. I'm not stressed out, so I know it's not stress-related. I'm in a good place in my life right now. Things are going swell. My future's so bright, I gotta wear shades. Oh, and I wear my sunglasses at night. (Damn, I rock the kasbah, and the Sharif don't like it?)
Meanwhile, back at the ranch.
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I got a new job three and a half weeks ago. I'm getting paid $35,000/year and get benefits starting June 1st. I've opened up a bank account, instead of using my prepaid debit cards. I was originally hired to be an Intake Coordinator (I would find Home Health for patients that get discharged from the hospital, still on IV antibiotics, and then I would schedule for the meds to be delivered each week.) For some reason unbeknownst to me, I have a different job now. I now am the Patient/Logistics Coo