|Life and stuff
||[Apr. 29th, 2009|03:27 pm]
|||||the sounds of the mini fridge and washing machine||]|
So last year in may I lost my job at Wellons due to downsizing. This isn't the normal cutting chaff, it was a 3 tiered 90% of the workforce cutback. Out of 130 people 24 people work at the shop now, half of them are managers and the other half are those who stay on due to nepotism or cronyism. This was both a boon and a bane. One one hand I didn't work at the death factory anymore, I was not going to wear my bones down to dust and be a broken old man by the age of 40. On the other hand I lost income, insurance, security and all that jazz.
For a while I looked for jobs and I was totally unsuccessful. On unemployment for a while, got depressed, then I decided it was time to go back to school and figure something else out. First I needed my GED. I spent one summer in the Clark GED program and I passed the GED test with flying colors. All but one subject I got 90%+ above my peers on all the tests, effectively topping out the curve. This surprised me, considering all the drugs I did between the ages of 11 and 18, my brain still worked. Amazed me anyways.
So I failed to get my Fafsa turned in on time so I missed the fall term. So I plotted away at trying to get a job again. Getting up at 3 int he morning to stand in line at the Labor Ready office. Stood there for 2 months, never got a job. oh by the way did I mention that unemployment cut me off when they found out I was taking GED classes?! Lame right. So two months no income, no job, no school, nothing to do. Well Winter term rolls around and I am admitted to Clark College.
The Financial aid people were utter fucking morons. Stupid beyond compare but eventually 7 days before the start of spring term, I got my FA check. During the Winter term I spend a lot of time doing my homework. I am cutting bones here, grilling myself, making sure I pay attention in class, making sure I actually do the homework. I got Straight A's. Who would have known? I thought I was going to fail math...guess not.
Besides school we moved in another roommate, he is like a ghost. Even when he is here I only know because he appears on my chat program. The other room mate, the one we moved in first, is not doing so well, sometimes I worry about him. He thinks he's a failure but I think he just looks in the wrong places for meaning in life and lets really fucking unimportant shit clog up his mind all the time.
I am doing this crazy Camarilla Live Action Roleplaying game thing. Ya sounds weird, but it can be a lot of fun and really lame at the same time. I am pretty successful in pretend land of the Camarilla, I am in my second Term as DST (Domain level elected officer) and my First term as ARST (Assistant to elected Regional level officer). However the people in the house are all getting tired of the cam right as I get deeper in to it. This sucks on many fronts, S complains that I am doing to much, A wants to quit, E is apathetic and I am really tired of the stress from the attitudes of those around me. But whatever, I live on.
So life has been on the rocks lately, cold and slowly drowning me. But I'm fat, I can float. I just have to remember not to fall asleep.