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Quote: "I couldn't find the answer because I couldn't phrase the question" ~The Beautiful Room is Empty by Edmund White
(No, I won't always quote from the books I've read or am reading)
Currently reading: Magic's Pawn by Mercedes Lackey
What's up with the title today?
Well I've read over my last entry. I was trying to improve by writing it all out first on Word and then transferring it here. Would probably have helped if I'd read it through first. I found it made little sense.
So first things first. I promised the stupid story of my twenty-first. To make a long story rather short my brother in all his wisdom decided I had to go out. So he took me to a gay bar. While there a guy came up to us and asked if we were a couple, upon learning that we were brother and sister he immediately tried to pick my brother up. My brother said sorry that he was straight. Then the guy tried to pick me up. I politely turn him down. It kinda weirded me out, but now I've decided whatever at least the guy knew what he wanted even if it was merely to get laid. Yea, so not a huge story.
I lost on of my three jobs, got fired. I rented to someone I shouldn't have, somehow I missed this mega huge not written on his account. I'm not even sure how I did it. They decided to get rid of me cause I'm always tired and somewhat sick and they feel I have to much on my plate. My manager encouraged me to focus on school. They don't usually rehire but I was also told that I could come back in a month or so and maybe get my job back if things had settled out for me and I am not doing so much. It actually came at a good time cause I'm really ill right now and their right I've been really lethargic lately. I need to figure out what's important to me and stick to that because I'm wearing myself down.
Anyway I went to the Duck Tape Festival that Avon had yesterday with my brother, his girlfriend and three of his friends. There were a lot of church booths so my brother and I mildly entrained the idea of finding this guy/semi-friend we work with Ryan, who is a Satanist, so he could freak them out a bit, but of course we didn't. All in all we had fun. They had a booth where you could get anything made out of duck tape, I got a black bracelet. Oh and there was this game were you shot this toy cork gun at cups and I got a little plush Spider-man out of the deal. And last but not least I got a James Dean T-shirt which is just beautiful.
(No, I won't always quote from the books I've read or am reading)
Currently reading: Magic's Pawn by Mercedes Lackey
What's up with the title today?
Well I've read over my last entry. I was trying to improve by writing it all out first on Word and then transferring it here. Would probably have helped if I'd read it through first. I found it made little sense.
So first things first. I promised the stupid story of my twenty-first. To make a long story rather short my brother in all his wisdom decided I had to go out. So he took me to a gay bar. While there a guy came up to us and asked if we were a couple, upon learning that we were brother and sister he immediately tried to pick my brother up. My brother said sorry that he was straight. Then the guy tried to pick me up. I politely turn him down. It kinda weirded me out, but now I've decided whatever at least the guy knew what he wanted even if it was merely to get laid. Yea, so not a huge story.
I lost on of my three jobs, got fired. I rented to someone I shouldn't have, somehow I missed this mega huge not written on his account. I'm not even sure how I did it. They decided to get rid of me cause I'm always tired and somewhat sick and they feel I have to much on my plate. My manager encouraged me to focus on school. They don't usually rehire but I was also told that I could come back in a month or so and maybe get my job back if things had settled out for me and I am not doing so much. It actually came at a good time cause I'm really ill right now and their right I've been really lethargic lately. I need to figure out what's important to me and stick to that because I'm wearing myself down.
Anyway I went to the Duck Tape Festival that Avon had yesterday with my brother, his girlfriend and three of his friends. There were a lot of church booths so my brother and I mildly entrained the idea of finding this guy/semi-friend we work with Ryan, who is a Satanist, so he could freak them out a bit, but of course we didn't. All in all we had fun. They had a booth where you could get anything made out of duck tape, I got a black bracelet. Oh and there was this game were you shot this toy cork gun at cups and I got a little plush Spider-man out of the deal. And last but not least I got a James Dean T-shirt which is just beautiful.
