No rest for the wicked, I suppose.

[thejunipertree]

It is 6:10 in the morning and I am (obviously) awake.

Wait. Let me rephrase that sentence:

It is 6:10 in the GODDAMN morning and I am GODDAMN awake.

hrmph.

Why am I up so early? Oh-ho! Up? I haven't been to fucking sleep.
I attempted to sleep, but it was not forthcoming. See, today I am meant to go to some silly unemployment orientation bullshit at 8:45. I have to drop my mother off at her office then drive to a rather unsavory part of New Jersey. This means I have to leave the apartment at 7:45. Earlier, if I can manage it.

So, I went to bed around 1:30. Okay, I'm lying. I turned out my light and laid down at about 2:10. Tossed, turned, sang to myself in my head, sang to myself a loud, got up to pee about a billion and a half times, smoked a cigarette, etc. You get the idea. Sleep was just not happening for me. I got up at 5:30, a full hour before my clock was set to go off.

I am NOT a happy girl right now.

This orientation is going to be sheer hell, I just know it. Three scheduled hours of being surrounded by people I do not know and probably don't wish to be around at that ungodly hour, while being told how to look for a job. Which I damn well already know how to do.

I am going to get through this solely on the hope that I'll be able to speak to someone (with a brain in their head) about pursuing college whilst receiving unemployment benefits.

Hoping.

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[hexennacht.livejournal.com]

OK, that's just weird.

Also, good luck. Talk at me later, y'hear?