So, I recently had the best job ever right? Good pay, good hours, no heavy lifting, some mental engagement, low socialization, great stuff. Of course this couldn't last. I did something unnervingly stupid near closing time on Saturday, causing me to go from zero to fired in less than a week. This a mere two days after being complimented on my professionalism by the Vice President of the company. I'm not even going to say what happened, because it was that stupid. It was the sort of thing that would've been blindingly obvious to anyone but me. What the hell is wrong with me?

 

    I have a problem. I've had it for about a month now. I may have told some of you about it. My friend, my best girl friend actually, decided to basically move into my house without asking me. She had come to stay for a few days, which I thought was fine, so I gave her a key. I had told her previously my couch was always open. I didn't mean indefinately.
     Now, I'm afraid to ask for it back. She's not helping me with rent, electric, cable or even really food. She has no job, but is trying to find one down here. I guess she thinks she can stay with me forever?
     And its not like she has to be down here, either. Her parents want her to come home, want to help her.
     I'm starting to feel like I've totally lost control of this situation, and I have no idea how to recify it without losing a friend. Dammit.

She's trying to claw back our old relationship a bit at a time and she thinks that if she does that I might not notice until she has me where she wants me again. And the worst part is, I can't win.

My arms hurt a lot....

Doing 100 pushups a day sucks.

I don't do the 100 pushups consecutively. I break them up into sets of 10 or 20. I get to do 100 situps each day as well as part of my training for Protech Weapons Camp in May. Saturday I didn't quite make it. 60 pushups and 70 situps. Sunday, Monday and today I've done all 100 of each.

Getting in shape requires small steps. Small steps are hard because you don't feel like you're doing enough. It doesn't give you the same feeling of accomplishment at once that big changes do. Big changes are hard to stick with though.

It seems, thus far, that I would have a hard time royally fucking up this not-quite-a-relationship-but-hopefully-will-be-a-relationship-soon scenario. Everything seems hopeful.

That said, the pace of it is REALLY fucking frustrating. It's already a naturally slow pace, since we're both really shy. That pace, I'm okay with. Like a casual stroll, it's a pace I can enjoy. Strolls are nice. You get somewhere, and the relaxing pace allows for enjoying the journey there a bit more.

The problem is, we have no time to go even go at that pace. Because of scheduling, it's not a steady stroll. It's like taking a single step, then setting up camp for a week. Then taking another step, and setting up camp for a week.

With a stroll, you get somewhere at a nice, slow pace...but you get there, and you can tell you're getting somewhere, albiet slowly. When you take a step and set up camp for a week, it takes a damn long while before you can even see that you've moved at all.

I have a massage chair! Come visit!

Or at least go get yourself a Thermacare Heat wrap. Those things ROCK. Without them I would not survive work some days.

It was on the planagram, damn it!

Final Fantasy VII: Advent Children was on the fucking planagram for Tuesday when I got a peek at it on Monday.  What happens when I go in to pick it up?  Not only is it NOT on the New Release cube, but it's not even on the print-up anymore!  What the fuck?

Ruined my whole fucking evening, I'm telling you...

All the women that I have a tendency to fall in severe like with live too damn far away!  *whines*


Edit:  Fucking spelling mistakes. 

Tora...a "friend" does not use you for free crash space and blow off the bills.  Especially when she has alternatives.  If I were once again reduced to being broke and homeless, you can be damn sure I'd do my best to help out anyone who decided to take my ass in.

This person is not a friend.  She is a parasite, pure and simple, and it is not your responsibility to take care of her.  Tell her she either needs to kick in for household expenses or you're changing the locks.  If she has any problem with this, she was never your friend to begin with.