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Laying Low
Jul. 13th, 2006 03:38 amI've been laying pretty low these days. The job situation (or lack thereof) is once again getting me down. I was close to getting a sales support job when they decided to check my credit. Myself, I don't know of any bi-polar people who have good credit, unless they've been successfully treated for a long time. The very definition of the illness is that when manic, you spend money you don't really have on things you can't really afford...because you're sure it will all work out later. So the upshot is that people judge my overall ability to manage my life on some arbitrary numbers that can only be adequately explained by divulging things it is illegal for them to ask about. Nice, no?
In a few hours, I'm meeting with my Fetching Employment Counselor to discuss all this. I also applied for a few other gigs this week, one of which is actually in my field (so of course it pays like crap and is not really full time). I can't help thinking that I didn't have these kind of job related issues until I moved to Ann Arbor. Detroit, and even Ypsi doesn't make it this hard to find employment. Frown.
H bought me a few things I needed though, so that was cool. He got me some new socks made by Wilson, whom I thought only made imaginary friends for Otm Shank. The socks are comfy and padded and have W's on the back. I also got a clippy desk lamp for my work space so I don't go blind, a brita filter, and some ink for the printer (which I always seem to need more than he does). When I went to Group tonight, one of the girls gave me a new purse, which is really cute even though it's not quite big enough for my water. But I'm trying to carry a purse like a normal chick, rather than lugging a backpack around like a student.
How Old is Your Inner Child?
I guess that would explain why I've been watching Pee Wee's Playhouse and playing Pac the Man all night.
Also, isn't this new icon hilarious? Yes...I think so too.
While I'm here, early congrats to![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
maxverbosity who becomes a dad today.
Way to impregnate your wife! Whooooooo!!
In a few hours, I'm meeting with my Fetching Employment Counselor to discuss all this. I also applied for a few other gigs this week, one of which is actually in my field (so of course it pays like crap and is not really full time). I can't help thinking that I didn't have these kind of job related issues until I moved to Ann Arbor. Detroit, and even Ypsi doesn't make it this hard to find employment. Frown.
H bought me a few things I needed though, so that was cool. He got me some new socks made by Wilson, whom I thought only made imaginary friends for Otm Shank. The socks are comfy and padded and have W's on the back. I also got a clippy desk lamp for my work space so I don't go blind, a brita filter, and some ink for the printer (which I always seem to need more than he does). When I went to Group tonight, one of the girls gave me a new purse, which is really cute even though it's not quite big enough for my water. But I'm trying to carry a purse like a normal chick, rather than lugging a backpack around like a student.
How Old is Your Inner Child?
My inner child is ten years old!
The adult world is pretty irrelevant to me. Whether I'm off on my bicycle (or pony) exploring, lost in a good book, or giggling with my best friend, I live in a world apart, one full of adventure and wonder and other stuff adults don't understand.
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I guess that would explain why I've been watching Pee Wee's Playhouse and playing Pac the Man all night.
Also, isn't this new icon hilarious? Yes...I think so too.
While I'm here, early congrats to
maxverbosity who becomes a dad today. Way to impregnate your wife! Whooooooo!!
