got fired from the temp place moving coffins around because i asked off for yesterday (monday august 22nd) due to an allergic reaction to something and my face and eyes were swollen shut, and for today (tuesday the 23rd) to help dad tape behind the headlines. at first i was kinda pissed (missing a 40 hr/a week 11.50 $/hr job) but the truth of it is warehouse work will leave you behind, work experience-wise. not to mention working through a temp agency. it just doesn't look that great on a resume, i don't believe. so i was a little bummed for a little while but then i was like: Yo, self, I don't have to get up at 6 and put up with simple bullshit and petty warehouse work after a 45 minute drive, and then be bored all day and pretend like i wanna be there and then drive home another 45 min and lose all my day. so I'm pumped to be a free man again and i got another check coming this friday (yeah keystone refused to try to place me anywhere else, meh) and got some landscaping to do but it's liberating to look for new jobs (i was already looking before so have a few things lining themselves up) and drink coffee and get up early because i want to and stay up later than marci (hehe) and get up before her (muhuhaa) and GET SHIT DONE. things i want to get done. learn things like how to make a website, how to run a business or get a real job and do what i want to do and still have time to do things like this and twitter @ all my favorite bands from new york and shit and fucking just live and be me. granted it takes money, a pretty sum at times, but i understand that now, and every day that i'm not making $80 or more dollars is a down day. but seriously, +$200 in gas money to drive to work a month will be sweet. something local, ride bike to work, CELEBRATE THE FALL SEASON, spend more time helping joshua at the greenhouse, expanding myself intellectually and physically and personally, while hopefully helping the greater good of mankind around me. these are all things I'd like to do. and of course hanging with this pretty excellent grrl samantha aka the girl aka my 1 follower aka the only girl i know who likes das racist aka ssssssssamantha aka cutie pie. but nah don't read that haha. love you.
also it's 119 and i'm off to scout some more jobs at the hershey outlets then interview at hershey hotel at 4. so busy busy and wish me luck. and here's looking out for you too (:
<3 i love you and your outlook lately and your not-puffy self and your pot roast. you'll find a job. hell, you'll find 50. who wouldn't want you? ;)
ReplyDeleteWhen life taxes me, I try to think along these lines...
ReplyDeleteSomething wonderful is happening in infinity.
It's called your life.
No need for religion. No need for masters. Just this. Here right now on a planet, orbiting a typical G class star under an infinite sky.
No God ever wrote a book. No man ever had the answer to being.
But on a moonlit night, on a walk through the park, alone, thought falls away.
And that's when you realize, you are this universe.
You have everything you need bro :)