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(Decline to State)
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|Fav. Movie:|| You`ve got to |
|Fav. TV Show:|| sound|
|Fav. Book:|| crazy|
|Fav. Song:|| because the truth|
|Fav. Food:|| is strange|
|Fav. Car:|| and beautiful.||
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| Frequently - Mood:Good|
Saturday February 02 201911:56:31 AM |
|So, now I remember one of the problems I was having on the full dose of my medication at this new job. It happened again on Thursday night. I think it’s like a caveman response.|
I think I’m too nice on my medication sometimes. And I don’t respond to people giving me a hard time. So for a few days I’m like, hey, yeah, sure, while inside I’m like, you’re an bum opening. And then my brain is like, hey, brain, let’s show ‘em the crazy.
But I don’t hear my brain tell my brain that. So I’ll just get home, do my stuff, eat some food, and go to bed without taking my medication.
And the come down from my full dose to nothing is on the extreme side. And so I’m just this wreck by the time I get into work. I do my work, but I’ll straight up mutter at people.
I think the alcohol has something to do with it. I think it’s my drunk brain talking to my sober brain and they plot against me.
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| First paycheck. - Mood:Good|
Friday January 25 201911:36:39 AM |
|First paycheck today.|
I’m curious as well. Do other countries do this thing where they will hold your first paycheck from direct deposit just so they can hand you that first check? Do other states? Do other regions of the same state?
I’m thinking the size of the company has something to do with it as well. Or maybe it’s just a widely practiced rule of business. Just to establish the hand to mouth nature of the arrangement you have agreed upon.
It kind of feels like Christmas morning though. This is going to be the best paycheck I’ve received in years. Honestly, even when I was under contract at that paper mill that I worked at out of school I don’t think I was making this much.
But back to the topic... the tyrannical ruling class must attach a face to the hand of which I am commanded not to bite. Easier to subjugate if the master has the opportunity to smile as you sell your soul.
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| I crawled into it. Right into the hole. - Mood:Good|
Wednesday January 16 201912:35:06 AM |
|So my parents have a sink in their bathroom. Surprise surprise. The thing is, something appears to have obstructed the drain. What it may be is a yet unresolved mystery. But attempts have been made to solve it.|
That’s where I come in. First idea, from yesterday, was to use Drain-O. I bought it before work. And assumed, it got Drain-Oed, it must be okay. I came home to find it not okay.
Now it’s been cold. So the next idea was, frozen pipe. I mean. It was also the first idea. The blow dryer was on the pipe below the sink all day yesterday. But the idea was proposed that the pipe may be frozen below the floor.
Below the floor is where the hole comes in. The bathroom is part of an addition. The piping of the addition is in a crawl space. A dark dirty cobweb filled crawl space.
Guess who volunteered to climb in!?
Got the blow dryer on it. Sprung a leak somewhere else...
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| Emanating through the ether. - Mood:Good|
Saturday January 05 201910:00:06 PM |
|Let me set the stage. Watching television with the family. We began to discuss, at my prompting, how exactly Jeopardy gives someone contributing no actual value a quarter of a million dollars. We were talking about advertisements and the free market and the relevance of media in this context. The conversation receded.|
We kept watching. Football and the such. After dinner and a while that new Apple commercial with the multicolored jumpsuit men came on. I said I didn’t like it. I went out on a limb. I said it represents a sectarian theology as found in Islam and thought it indicates the influence of Islam on Western society.
Everyone thought it was ridiculous. Then my little brother went to unplug his computer at which point the power strip it was plugged into nearly exploded. Apparently he had plugged the cord on top of itself.
We had to go downstairs and flip some fuses.
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| West Coast Blues by Wes Montgomery is in fact a song. - Mood:Good|
Friday December 28 201812:31:53 AM |
|Good day at work. I crashed something though. It went smash. And when machines go smash it’s kind of scary. Like. It didn’t even just go smash. It went smash. Then it went limp. And it wouldn’t revive. And I shut everything down. At first the software. Nothing. Limpness. Limpness on the Z axis.|
So I pondered it for a moment. Was a bitch to get up in the thing and around stuff. My ass broke a light.
But I got back there round the other side and got to it. But then it really startled me cause when I did turn it back on the damn thing started shaking. My heart jumped. Scary contraption.
But then it was over. And it just says error 7 now.
Now wasn’t that clear as day?
I’m back to it though. No big plans or dreams. Just in the pocket. They keep me keeping on and it just goes day by day.
I have one more payment to the Jersey mafia.
Thankfully no broken fingers...
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| Waiting for something to happen... - Mood:Good|
Monday December 24 20182:28:51 AM |
|I’m just settling again. It was a good night. I felt like it was pleasant though I’m kind of annoying. I mean I think they like me. These people of which I was among.|
I’m just back at the folks place. I’m trying to be friendly. There’s an angsty tension that persists. It’s a brother dynamic. I don’t really know.
I’m antagonistic towards my male siblings. I’m unendingly nervous around women. My mother tries to tell me to turn the other cheek. My dad agrees with blunt force.
I’m doing okay on the people thing I think. Though it’s constantly wondering who knows who and they know me and bridges just seem so burnable that I just avoid walking over bridges. I just don’t chill well.
If you had the choice to socialize with anyone, like demographically, who would you choose to socialize with? Family group, friends, strangers at the bar, online forum acquaintances...
People are okay
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