Abandoned Mission...

[wednes]

I know I did tell you all I would be writing my review of Minority Report, as several of you have asked for it. However, I don't really feel like it and have been arguing with people all day. I'll do it as soon as I feel like I am focused enough to do a good job.

I went to my doctor who gives me my meds because I am a nut-bar yesterday. I have accepted my nut-bar status, but am getting very sick of hauling my ass all the way out there (okay, Pak_man78 did much of the hauling) to hear them ask the same banal questions and hear my same rehearsed responses. "No, I don't want to kill nayone", "no, I am not suicidal", Yes, of course I excersize, can't you tell?". Of course at CMH, you have to watch what you say around those people; they called the cops on me the first time I went there for saying basically that people who abuse children should be killed. Well, they should.

My boyfriend has been all over my ass lately, as he wants me to give my cats away. Yeah, they mess up the house, and need to get "fixed" so they will stop marking territory. I can see where these things are irritating, but I would think he could see that they are my only company when he is at work 12 hours a damn day. Of course, with no cats, I could grow herbs and aloe again without my poor plants being murdered by playful cats.

The only interview request I have received all week is from a job that I would hate beyond all reason--it involves fast-food managment. I couldn't even get hired by a damn grocery store...I am losing my fucking mind not having a job, so at this point I will take whatever peice of shit I am offered as those student loans don't pay for themselves (not for me anyway).

So I am feeling crappy and sad. I think I will drink now. I always seem to do that more in the summer, and I've been doing it a lot as of late.

Comments

Re: Yeah

[wednes.livejournal.com]

My cats are two years old, and a few months. Thier names used to be Jhen and Cordelia. But that started to sound pretentiou after awhile, so now thier names are Clarence and Penelope (PEN-e-lowp)--with a long O.

the problem I have with fast food mgmt is like any retail magmt, which is that peoples whining and bitching about petty, stupid shit...
Well, I have little tolerance for that shit. And the premise that many people assume that you are some kind of dumbass because you have a shitty job. Especially at Blockbuster, to be treated like an idiot by someone there to rent Big Momma's House...

My cats are awesome, both female and black, although one is shiny jet black (shorthair) while the other is a smoky black longhair with white undertones. Damn attractive.

Re: Yeah

[man-bites-dog.livejournal.com]

Yes your cats sound sexy. I dig the names too. If you don't want to be hassled by dumbasses 1about petty shit, then by all means stay away from fast food. About 90% of the customers there are trying to figure out new ways of getting free food. They usually acomplish that task by complaining. Oh and Big Momma's House was the shit yo, I mean it was all that and a bag of chips. Word-

Re: Yeah

[wednes.livejournal.com]

Your goddamn killing me over here.

But it okay, because I am watching Tales From the Crypt and it has Adam Ant...

Re: Yeah

[man-bites-dog.livejournal.com]

Mr. Goody Two Shoes himself? Sweet. Which one is it? The one Robert Zemeckis directed was awesome, I think that was the only one that ever creeped me out.