Current location:	Portland Public Library
Current mood:	busy
Current music:	Tool - Aenima
Entry tags:	creativity, jobs, life, the_absurd

a few days later
It's been a few days, I'm not drunk.

The response to my drunk post was overwhelming. Six whole people who all appeared very excited. More than a few appeared to hope I would post naked pics. This sort of fervor warrants greater detail, in all fairness.

What happened in 57 weeks? I started working at Domino's. Six months later I quit when the manager decided to take out his emotional problems (mainly not recognizing that he has emotions, when his father is dying no less) out on me with verbal abuse. I said "see ya!" because I firmly refuse to abide any of that shit.

Started working at Cumby's. That went pretty well for six months until I was just about the only person on the night crew who was bothering to show up, not having a heart attack, and not without means to get to work. Then I was there like every fucking night for two months, through sickness and sleep deprivation. One saturday the manager tried to lie and manipulate me into coming to work.

The full story: It's saturday, about 4:30pm, I'm happily lounging about on what had been of late one of very few days off. The phone rings. Manager asks why I'm not at work. I say "because I'm not scheduled today." Manager says "I rescheduled in the middle of the week." I say, "that's bullshit. Wednesday and Thursday I worked with YOU. Why didn't you say a single thing about it? I'm not in the habit of checking the schedule every effing day." Manager says "well, but, so-and-so is there by herself and she's only nineteen (which means she can't sell beer, OH SHIT DROP EVERYTHING, IT'S AN EMERGENCY)." I say "you know, this seems an awful lot like lying and manipulating. I've been putting in 110 percent over there and I'm sick of it. See ya!"

Been decompressing for the past few months. Doing lots of writing. I canceled my radio show for the time being because it honestly has not been living up to my expectations and it will not until I save up some bank to finance the thing re: fliers. And also not having a decent computer to do the sort of graphic design to keep a decent website. So, the thing is on hiatus for now. Writing on the other hand is simple and requires nothing financial. Well, until I get into local distribution and shit, but that can wait, too.

I'm coming out of my exile, though. I have some good job prospects. Honestly, I got way too into being intoxicated, under sedation so to speak. Those who should know will know what I have been up to. At a later date this may all be revealed but right now I lack any clout at all to be spouting off about things which are frankly illegal, if only in the barest sense. Victimless crime! Victimless crime! Someone find a state prosecutor! Nobody real actually cares! Shit!

Robyn's been doin alright working at a sandwich shop. She has aims on getting into the popular field of massage therapy. That would be nice, eh??

That's it for now. I have other things to do then babble at people who are probably all like "TL;DR, baka." fucking furries! the lot of you! hahaha (good natured laugh).


damn, the headphone jack in this computer is all fucked up. Aenima sounds really goddamn weird. Wish I could record this, it's truly bizarre.