So I baked of chocolate chip cookies to ah "pay" a co-worker of mine to help get the huge branch that fell into my yard after a huge storm we had last week. He took half and i think I ate at least a dozen today and there are still more left. OH GOD.

oh the plus side the sugar rush gave me energy to clean the cat box, do all the dishes and laundry. Just not out away yet, going to have wrinkly cloths :(


In NaNo news:

7553 / 50000 words. 15% done!

I'm starting to notice a trend in which the men with whom I have had, er, casual encounters with have somehow ending up dating my friends. On top of small paranoia of being stalked via dating friends and/or being used to get to said friends. This brings up to a large list of uncomfortable topics.

Example: "Oh hey, I'd like you to meet... you've meet? how?"

And I really don't want to answer that question. I really, really don't.

In NaNo News:

4572 / 50000 words. 9% done!

So! Halloween was eventful, before the night even started I was involved in a little photoshoot for my friends photography project.

Chris, a good friend, and I were asked to model. I don't have the photos from the shoot (which I might post once she is done developing them) but! I do have the after shoot in which my poor digital camera is whipped out (harhar) and some photo's are taken.

( Behold! A little image heavy. )

Also! Two little Halloween photos. I really don't have that many of myself since I was behind the camera all night.

( But here they are! )

So I have been agonizing for the past couple of minutes because for me to leave feedback on a fic would push it over the "69 comments" mark. And I just feel so GUILTY of getting rid of the 69 and equally as guilty for not leaving feedback.

I THINK THERE IS SOMETHING WRONG WITH ME.

Stolen from bookshop who has stolen it from many others.

The problem with LJ: We all think we are so close, but really we know nothing about one another. So I want you to ask me something you think you should know about me. Something that should be obvious, but you have no idea about. Ask away.

Then post this in your LJ and find out what people don't know about you.

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And I'm not shy about ANYTHING. You can really ask anything you like and I will even draw charts and provide photos. I have no shame.

jasdhkasjd Made you look :|

Still working on the commissions. I now have a part/full time job if I can steal peoples hours, yay! BUT! I am working on the commissions so do not worry (too much)

Also? Cold rice noodles with shrimp, fish sauce, lime and cilantro. mmmmm DELISH. Also amazing because now that the roomie moved out I am missing a microwave so if I have any left overs, they are SO COLD D:

ANYWAY, how is my flist doing? Any big plans this weekend? For i have none and wish to LIVE THROUGH YOU <3<3<3<3

So, now that I'm done with my interview and calmed down. A bit. I get so nerves sometimes I've had like, three jobs my whole life and mostly because I never leave them. I'm so unused to the process. BUT, I think on a whole things went well, the lady liked me and I did well on my WPM and data entry test ahaha Who would have thought that fandom would have paid off so much my forcing me to type fast? :D

I should know within the next few days. So I'm not going to jinks it or anything by talking about the job I DID apply for, I did get the run down on it and it's really not bad at all. And If I don't get this one, there my be a few other places for me to be working at least temp for.

So I have a job interview tomorrow for a temp agency to fill a in a simple easy job and OMG, I hope I get it. As I have officially been job less for 3 months and really, not so cool because I have been trying for a job for the last 2 and it's not been working out. (Also, Savings? What? what's that?) i.e. HP just laid of 5,000 about the time I lost MY job and it's been slim pickings.

PLEASE HOPE FOR ME. IF NOT, I WILL SELL YOU MY BODY D:

Never has life been SO FUCKING HARD then when you realize that you have LOST YOUR ADOBE PHOToSHOP DISC. The one you DID NOT STEAL D: D: D: D: D: D :D :D D: ASdjaklsjdlaksjdlaskd

It might have come with a tablet that an Ex may have given you and you really didn't buy it and it's like adobe 6 BUT ITS AN HONEST VERSION D:D:D D:D D:D D: D:D:D

Being as I am still jobless and still on the hunt (er... it's been a month thank god I love ramen) it has occurred to me that I have been REALLY FUCKING LUCKY in the past with jobs. By that I mean, jobs that don't wont:

1. Suck out my Soul
2. Force me to work 2 full-time jobs because the pay is so bad
3. Force me to get a car

( ... )

So, this sunday I turned 23. Which well, is the age where nothing happens. I almost feel let down. Its not like 18 or 21. Or even 19 in which I could enter the sketched out quarter porn booth shop. Er.

Now I just... look older. OLDER THEN I AM IT SEEMS. For I was in a situation in which people referred to my 17 old sister AS MY DAUGHTER D: D: D: D:

*CRIES HUGE TEARS*

I would like to prove I do not look that old... OR I DO.

( EVIDENCE. PICSPAM. HAR HAR. )

also three pieces in two days to get done. Er.

It's sad when the most exciting part of your day is being able to finish the 6 star sudoku in the paper without cheating.

Work, god, a 14 hour DAY and I hate them.

Which will end soon as I am leaving victorias secret and now have a full time job at Macy's shoe dept. Huzza.

where would the world be without my nice nose piercing pic spam? somewhere better, I'm sure. But since I'm a tard and cannot take a picture of myself TO SAVE MY LIFE, I will insert other things, like my new pretty shirt and my boots. booooooooots. Along with my little tummy and chubby little arms <3 akjshdjksd it's kind of sad, because I spent like, 30 mins trying to get a decent shot of myself and well, I'm so glad i dont do photograhy for a living AND YOU SHOULD BE TO.

( NO, IT'S NOT A ZIT, it's my nose piercing :| )

I really think i am. I haven't been able to sleep more then 5 hoursa night for the past five days because my body aches and i cant stop coughing up shit. It's not even sleeping straight through, I just keep waking up everything 30mins or so to cough my lung up and wait till my headache goes away enough that i can pas sout for another 30 mins. i woke up this morning with a bloody noes and a horrible headache.

My eyes HURT I cant move them or i get shooting pains, Im either hacking flem up or just dry coughing which hurts even worse. My BONES hurt. I've been crying all morning because i just want to curl into a little ball and never see the light of day ever again, which makes my eyes hurt and gives me even a worse headache. The only plus side is I walked into work everyone stopped and started at me and I got sent home. Apparently I look like death.

I cant even take a nap because it hurts to laydown on my sides, my hips hurt and aches and I cant bend over becaue my back hurts and I lay on my back I just end up coughing the whole time.

I wont be able to get into see a doctor for another 3 hours. jst bought the strong cough meds, hopefully they will knock me out.

OR JUST LET ME DIE, GOD.

Woke up at 6 this morning coughing a lung up, fever, headache. Couldn't go back to sleep for two hours, finally did. Woke up just in time to leave for the stupid shift leader meeting only to get a call that it's canceled and that it's tomorrow. Tomorrow WHICH IS MY ONLY DAY OFF THIS FUCKING WEEK.

Needless to say, I'm doing my little 12hr+ shift today and my boss can suck my fucking balls if he thinks I'm coming in for a meeting that was moved 15mins before it was supposed to start when he knows I live over a half hour away. He also asked why I sounded so raspy, I said, I'm sick. His response, "You should get some sleep before your shift". THE RAGE IS RISING EVERY MINUTE.

It's been three months THREE MONTHS since I've had more then 1 day off a week (sometimes no days), often times the days off are spread out so i have 10-12 days of work before my next day off and this is the third 12hr+ shifts in two weeks. I'm one of the longest workers there, I've known my boss since I was 14. I feel used and abused, I've had one week out of three months where he attached $10 to my time card. $10. Sure he didn't HAVE to do it, he also did HAVE to make me his pack mule.

On the plus side, I have applied for a new job. Apparently they pay well, still taking a pay cut which I don't even care about. And are really looking for people. It's a 4/5pm-12pm job. I don't even care that it's night. I just want a steady job, steady hours (for the most part) and to know I won't be working everyday of the week because my boss is too fucked up to hire more workers.

So, I got my hair done a little while ago a finally got around to the pictures I took. So, massive, massive amounts of pic spam. A walk through my daily life and much, much more.

okay, that was a lie.

( onward ho! To the pictures. )

I hope you all have fun. The End.

Total cost of break repairs including parts, labor and towtruck: $664.34

Cool new aviator glasses which lead to "wow, that's hot" by male coworkers: $.50

Status: Looking for a second job

Also: So much love for the gift certificate whoever you are. It was so awesome to come home and just see that and be all, ahhh <3<3<3<3.

Comments: I love you and your love for rodneysaur and the things you all have made and omg, so need to get around to reading them all. And replying. And yes.

HP Big Bang: So. Fucked.

If any ever wonders why I am the way I am, this is a PERFECT EXAMPLE.

Me: *has new high heeled boots* Hm... I can walk in them, but I still can't really keep my balance.
Dad: Try vacumming in them, that works.
Me: Yes, because I'm all for that 50's house wife look.
Dad: Or just go ask a stripper if your going to be snappy about it.