Alright, here I am sitting in my pajamas still at 3:11pm.
Two weeks ago, I was fired from my second job I've ever had. That's two for two. Whoo! Well, I'm not exactly depressed over not working there any more. I hated it. I don't like the fact that I've been fired from every job I've had now. That just doesn't look good at an interview. I do consider myself a great worker, just things haven't been working out to my benifit the last year or so. I need to find how to change that.
*an hour later, Angie returns to her computer*
One week ago was the beginning of the July event of Final Haven. As all events are fun, I will say that there didn't seem to be as much action this event. There were less external threats but more internal issues with players vs players. Damn politics. There were some times where I was rather bored.
Katie is behind me currently showing me how to limbo.
I can't wait to move out. Dad has stated he no longer cares if he Oscar is let out of the house. No matter how many loads of dishes I put though the dishwasher, they always pile up and the kitchen sink as begun to reek. (I did spray it down with some clorox spray with bleach once I did find the bottom of the sink) One of the cats (blaming Linus as he was seen squating in the room last week) has nicely left an odor of urnine I need to find and clean. I have in the meantime, lit candles to counter the smell. Dad walks in the room and asks if he can light up a cigerette in the house to get the candle stink out. I told him no, but he could put down some more cat pee if he wished.
Yeah, I might be mean. Well, I think the washer/dryer/dishwasher all need to be unloaded and loaded again. *sigh* | 
