Strangers without Candy

So. Yes, it has been two weeks.

I can't wait to be in the position to forget about the past two weeks and that is precisely why I have been holding off blogging about it. One becuase it will seem worse than I perceive it to be, two it may be better than I perceive it to be, or three, I'll either meltdown into a blissful pile of waxy stress and medicine or find my nirvana sans meltdown.

Confrontation is not my strong point. I either go too aggressive or avoid it entirely. Never really has worked in my favor so why keep it in the repitiore? Masochism can only be carried so far.

In short to try and keep this as truthful as possible.

1. I'm starting to hate my job.

I don't have enough to do and it certainly doesn't have anything to do I went to college for. I could have just gotten out of high school and had a job just like this and potentially paying as much. Nearly four years of seperation from said date make me an unhappy camper. I've gone from drawing, poetry, quilting, blogging, comics, movies... the only thing keeping me sane is new webcomics and books.

2. Where is my raise?

I was supposed to get this phamtom thing the end of last month. You can suspect my faith that it will turn up in an appropriate amount this coming paycheck.

3. So since my raise is late will I be compensated/the contract work I did back in July, will you finally pay me for it since I did it at home?

Again, I think this is a big not happening.

4. As of Tuesday, I got a ticket for improper backing and am missing my rear fender.

I refuse to get into details. I'm still overcoming the lingering irrational thoughts of paranoia like having to face the police again and bankruptcy. Irrational because I was just slowly backing up and the speeding girl didn't even stop when she saw me until AFTER she hit me. Irrational because insurance won't magically pass the cost of her Audi to me.. at least.. not overtly until I renew probably. But I now carry a grudge for over priveledged daddy's girls. Daddy's Audi. Tragic, ha ha.

5. So next week I will be without my vehicle for at least four days.

And possibly more. Whatever. Looks like for the most part work is finally picking up that I need a little help and are extending me rides. I just need to hike home on Monday and Wednesday evening.

6. I hate bills.

And I hate how soon they are always due and that more aren't set up with online free bill pay. Stupid since they can then cut out the paper pushers that open all those sticky envelopes. I hate writing out the checks and seeing how much of our money must be extracted from us monthly or we won't be U.S. citizens. Joys.

Slightly better. Now I just have to live through it. and pray for better things to come, I don't need the other stuff demonstrated.