Imret
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Anybody mind if I leap in here?
I admit it....Christmas itself isn't being terrible to me. I'm far from home, at my mother's...and she's been trying to stuff me stupid for about a week now. So, it's not all bad, other than she's very into the holiday while I find it hollow, commercial and lifeless. But that's not the key. It's everything that isn't this holiday that bites.
Lesse. Unemployed for...going on eight months because the job-related stress tried to kill me, and I'm still recovering from being almost unable to actually digest food. Go job! Over the course of these eight months, I've been pounding the pavement in search of something not absolutely loathsome as a job, and nobody's calling me back. Single for two and a half years straight, following the end of what I would say is the only serious relationship I've had in my quarter-century of life. After the new year it's back to my dad's for a time to get my feet back underneath me, but he seems to be convinced I'm still 10 and lack any capacity to run my own life. Recently, my gaming group collapsed, which also happened to represent my entire social circle. Okay, collapsed isn't accurate; I was exiled because apparently, despite being my age, their lives are still centered around high-school level bull excrement. Oh, and the girl out there who occupies most of my thoughts is now engaged...and he's about 180% of her age.
So, if I may close on an upnote (and all credit to Counting Crows for this one):
A long December and there's reason to believe, maybe this year will be better than the last.
So heads up, my company in misery. Eventually, we'll run out of oil and civilization will collapse. Anybody else feel a little better just getting it out there?
I admit it....Christmas itself isn't being terrible to me. I'm far from home, at my mother's...and she's been trying to stuff me stupid for about a week now. So, it's not all bad, other than she's very into the holiday while I find it hollow, commercial and lifeless. But that's not the key. It's everything that isn't this holiday that bites.
Lesse. Unemployed for...going on eight months because the job-related stress tried to kill me, and I'm still recovering from being almost unable to actually digest food. Go job! Over the course of these eight months, I've been pounding the pavement in search of something not absolutely loathsome as a job, and nobody's calling me back. Single for two and a half years straight, following the end of what I would say is the only serious relationship I've had in my quarter-century of life. After the new year it's back to my dad's for a time to get my feet back underneath me, but he seems to be convinced I'm still 10 and lack any capacity to run my own life. Recently, my gaming group collapsed, which also happened to represent my entire social circle. Okay, collapsed isn't accurate; I was exiled because apparently, despite being my age, their lives are still centered around high-school level bull excrement. Oh, and the girl out there who occupies most of my thoughts is now engaged...and he's about 180% of her age.
So, if I may close on an upnote (and all credit to Counting Crows for this one):
A long December and there's reason to believe, maybe this year will be better than the last.
So heads up, my company in misery. Eventually, we'll run out of oil and civilization will collapse. Anybody else feel a little better just getting it out there?