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No one's ever online when I want to chat.
Of course it's 1 AM on a school nite *snort**lol*
I have to work at this temp assignment tomorrow and I don't want to go. *sigh* Money good, but it's not even a LOT of money. I'm worth FAR more than I'm getting, and I'm wondering if it's worth it. See this assignment has had temps from other agencies before, and had, and I quote "bad experiences". So the boss is going to be "watching" me, and will be "making a review" at day's end. Seriously, I'm a goof off, but I don't know if I can put up with a mircomanaging twit. I've had two weeks to brood on it, and I'm annoyed now by this. Oh and I *GASP* have to get UP EARLY! This might just suck. I wanted to go to Club Hell tonight, but NOOOOO, I have to stay in and TRY to sleep and try to catch people online to entertain me. And am I asleep? Hell no, at this point I SHOULD have gone to Hell. Next week, I'm determined.
I wanted to go to Sin:Thesis this week too, to see Kes, or whatever name he's going by, managed to find his LJ via Six Degrees of Kevin Bacon, LJ style, but I'm not EXACTLY sure it's his, nor has he emailed me from seeing him in NoHo, hence the trip, but I think I can't go this week. I, just, well, don't feel like it. Plus I don't have the gas money. It took a whole tank for the Cruxshadows. Next week, I'll have more money and I should be able to afford to go then, as my boss will be a week closer to returning, and I'll be a week closer to my phat paycheck.
The mother told me she was cooking at her bf's this year (duh, as every year) and did I want to come for dinner. Now I've had several offers, and the family is never fun, so I'm headed here and there. And she STILL offered me a plate. My idea of a good Thanksgiving is having NOONE in the house, the Star Wars trilogy on TV, and a frozen turkey dinner. Get the whole "empty" thing? *snicker* I think my mom is trying to avoid a repeat of a couple of years ago when she said "I'm cooking at his house, and I'm not bringing you a plate" and I tried out my acting skills by *staple hand to forehead* "I'll just be ALONE and eat a *sob* frozen dinner *bites knuckle*" *LOL* You should have SEEN the plate I got. 'Course, I made a plate for Marc last year and got bitched out so you can't win 'em all.
There's a, meeting of the minds, if you will, that I'm interested in putting a flame under, see if it boils, but I'm afraid it may boil out of control, and not by my doing. I hate not being in control, but there's too many forces at work here, and I don't want to stress the situation further by inserting MY opinions, wants and needs. *sigh* I hate waiting, I'm impatient by nature. Knowing that allows me to curb it. I guess. I just feel, well, bad, that I can't do anything.
Of course it's 1 AM on a school nite *snort**lol*
I have to work at this temp assignment tomorrow and I don't want to go. *sigh* Money good, but it's not even a LOT of money. I'm worth FAR more than I'm getting, and I'm wondering if it's worth it. See this assignment has had temps from other agencies before, and had, and I quote "bad experiences". So the boss is going to be "watching" me, and will be "making a review" at day's end. Seriously, I'm a goof off, but I don't know if I can put up with a mircomanaging twit. I've had two weeks to brood on it, and I'm annoyed now by this. Oh and I *GASP* have to get UP EARLY! This might just suck. I wanted to go to Club Hell tonight, but NOOOOO, I have to stay in and TRY to sleep and try to catch people online to entertain me. And am I asleep? Hell no, at this point I SHOULD have gone to Hell. Next week, I'm determined.
I wanted to go to Sin:Thesis this week too, to see Kes, or whatever name he's going by, managed to find his LJ via Six Degrees of Kevin Bacon, LJ style, but I'm not EXACTLY sure it's his, nor has he emailed me from seeing him in NoHo, hence the trip, but I think I can't go this week. I, just, well, don't feel like it. Plus I don't have the gas money. It took a whole tank for the Cruxshadows. Next week, I'll have more money and I should be able to afford to go then, as my boss will be a week closer to returning, and I'll be a week closer to my phat paycheck.
The mother told me she was cooking at her bf's this year (duh, as every year) and did I want to come for dinner. Now I've had several offers, and the family is never fun, so I'm headed here and there. And she STILL offered me a plate. My idea of a good Thanksgiving is having NOONE in the house, the Star Wars trilogy on TV, and a frozen turkey dinner. Get the whole "empty" thing? *snicker* I think my mom is trying to avoid a repeat of a couple of years ago when she said "I'm cooking at his house, and I'm not bringing you a plate" and I tried out my acting skills by *staple hand to forehead* "I'll just be ALONE and eat a *sob* frozen dinner *bites knuckle*" *LOL* You should have SEEN the plate I got. 'Course, I made a plate for Marc last year and got bitched out so you can't win 'em all.
There's a, meeting of the minds, if you will, that I'm interested in putting a flame under, see if it boils, but I'm afraid it may boil out of control, and not by my doing. I hate not being in control, but there's too many forces at work here, and I don't want to stress the situation further by inserting MY opinions, wants and needs. *sigh* I hate waiting, I'm impatient by nature. Knowing that allows me to curb it. I guess. I just feel, well, bad, that I can't do anything.
