Ch Ch Changes...

So alots been happening in the last couple of weeks. First the major life turning event; I no longer work for Gamestop. I made a mistake handling of cash in attempts to find a thief and got let go. I honestly think I did it just to get fired. I was so unhappy there. I thought there was that silver lining at the end once I got my new store, but honestly now I'm not too sure it was ever there. Anyway with the loss of a job always comes change, and this time I'm taking it to my advantage. Steph and I have decided it to be best that I go back to school and get my degrees finished up.

So....We're going to move back into the inlaws house, we figure we did the living on our own thing, proved we could do it, got the things we needed now its time to invest in our future. Without a $1300 a month rent bill we'll be able to put money away. Plus since I got fired, I get unemployment. Thats right folks, stick it to the man.

So now I will be finishing up my degree from moorpark college, then I will be transfering to CSUN to get my bachelors and possibly my masters. We'll see how long the later takes.

magic out

No....I am your father....

Today I'm doing good. Its almost like a funk has been lifted. I just feel better. Things at work are tense, but when arent they. I don't blame people anymore, I said what I had to say now I'm gonna fix anything broken and move on. I'm gonna make it to my new store.

I cleaned the house today and did my laundry. I feel a little like a slag since I dropped my class, but I think its for the best. I will re-enroll this fall semester.

As I wrote this I got called away to go shopping. I picked up 4 shirts, a pair of sandles, a pair of paints and new khaki shorts. We then went to Bucca and had manicotti and friend mozzi. MMMMMMM Bucca.

Anyway...alls well.
MaGiC

Who needs tomorrow....

So today. Bad. Why don't I ever get good days anymore. I guess I'm the only one to blame. I got written up at work today for being late 3 times this week. My DM gave me a first and final for 90 days. Then I get a second yelling at for the amount of time I took off. I don't even have anyone to talk to about it. Some of my friends have kind of shun me. They went to vegas and havent been too into hanging out with me lately. I don't know why.

I don't even feel like playing games. Honestly, I just feel like crawling into a ball and crying for a few hours. I'm extremely depressed right now. I'm alone. I'm sad.

Coming home to an empty house, with pictures plastered on the walls from happier times. Its taking its toll. Why do I cook so much food, theres only one. I buy too much food at the grocery store. I don't really eat anymore. One of our regulars today told me I look sick and unhappy all the time. He doesn't know how true it is.

I'm done.

Encounter at Farpoint....

So I'm sitting at home watching old Star Trek: The Next Generation episodes talking to the king about it. Its actually the pilot, encounter at farpoint. Double episode when they first meet Q. Oh the memories of hanging out with Steve and Brett. We had all the models of the enterprise and were total nerds. Heh.

Anyway, I'm looking at my house and realizing how much shit I have to do. This being sick for 2 weeks has taken its toll on my house. I need to take out the monsterous amount of trash, do laundry (which i have no quarters), clean the kitchen....This sucks. Plus she's mad at me now for some reason. I don't know. All I know is I was trying to do something nice and it somehow blew up in my face.

Yesterday was a bad day. Still sick, broke my sunglasses, found out my store was delayed. All in one day. I love how my boss told me this as soon as he found out. Not to mention I have class tonight and I have lots of homework to do...i think. Days off arent really days off anymore. D'oh. Oh well its only 8 weeks.

magic