Twilight and Spike practice their duet!
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“I’m walking on sunshine! Oh oh! I’m walking on sunshine! Oh-oh! And don’t it feel good!”
Vacation winding down
I traded in my gift cards at Barnes and Nobel finally. I came away with three new books. One is a collection of Cthulhu mythos stories, a Godzilla graphic novel and “The Last Unicorn” by Peter S. Beagle. That is an odd combination, but I made some tough choices, but the books I passed over I can get cheaper online.
Mom went on a bit of a rampage when she realized how much time I had off from work for the holidays. She brought up the fact that a local restaurant needed waiters and waitresses for New Year’s Eve and how we both could have made money. WHO THE FUCK WANTS TO WORK ON NEW YEAR’S EVE?! I’ve done that before and it sucks ass! She also got on my case that I did not FIND A PART TIME JOB TO WORK DURING MY VACATION! Because by the time the application process is finished, I am back at my real job! On top of that she told me that I need to get a weekend job and it would not do for me to do anything else than apply online for a job at the local hospital. That is exactly what I need! Someone who works 8.5 hours a day, five days a week, with only weekends off and fucked up immune system needs to use up all their free time to work a minimum wage job in a fucking disease infested hospital. I just got over the flu. I have been sickly my whole life. If it is going around, I will catch it!
Like most of her unrealistic schemes I just nod my head and smile until she forgets it. She started acting like dad in that she gets super pissed over something that you cannot do or preform immediately because you are not doing it right then and there. Like getting mad at you for not going to the post office on Sunday… when it is closed!
Another thing was trying to get me to apply for jobs that I am not qualified for. She must have said “this looks good! Apply for it!” Even though it says you need a Master’s Degree and after 3 failed attempts to get in the damn program I took a break.
Ugh…
I wish she was this tough on my jailbird, junky sister. Maybe she would not have ended up in prison.
But I am complaining too much. We really did have a good time. I had a lot of good food, I saw a completely different side of Hickory, and I have my books (treasures).
