Well, here I am. People who know me love me whether they like it or not. It's a burden since I dislike most people. You can find My actual Life HERE. I have many fandoms, and many likes but I have yet to find passion in a past time. You are welcome as long as you behave.
I figure as long as STAN can live here, I can too. Here's round two.
Though at this point, it might just be a small shower instead of the hurricane.
Heard back from my last interview. No go. back to the resume sending.
Today kind of defeated me. Soundly. Fuck that shit, I'm taking tomorrow by storm. I don't know how or why, but I feel like I need to.
Also, I got my antibiotics and am starting to feel better. Random things time, I suppose. There's a chance of snow tomorrow night, and I am excited. I love winter. It's been so mild this year. It's off putting.
Captain Hammer: Corporate Tool
I get a puppy in about a week. Giant Dog is doing worse recently.
I wish Joss Whedon wrote my life.
So I'm sitting here on hold with the HR department from my job. I don't have any health insurance. I sure wish I had known that when I went to the Doctor the other day. Yeah, I'm not a happy camper right now and I'm kind of having a panic attack. Evidently I went to all the trouble of viewing the enrollment page, setting up and then not submitting it. Trying, and failing, to keep my temper I get to go a year without insurance. I hope that the cable company calls.
There appears to be a second option. I can write an appeal letter to my HR department. oh yea, appeals.
*sighs and waits for her doctor bill*
I got my "thank you for your interest" letter for the job I actually wanted. The temp agency said I'm very marketable. It's not a good idea to leave a full time gig for a string of temp work. There's no guarantee that temps get picked up. One left... We'll see.
In other news, well I've got no other news. I was already feeling shitty for other reasons then I opened yesterday's mail. Oh well.
