The current personal status of me

[apocalypsos]

Love life: Ha, that's funny. You think I have one.

Job: Work itself sucks on toast, the most annoying thing being everybody's burning desire to order takeout every damn night. Hi, I'm broke. I can't afford this. Damn it, quit tempting me with the Domino's menu.

Also, I was going to go to the temp agency today but I stayed home to try and put more of a dent in the Pulse recap. And I wonder why I'm broke.

Original fic: *headdesk*

My fannishness: Stalled for the summer, except apparently for reality television. God help me. I keep reading about people going to Comic Con and meeting Jared and Jensen on the set and for some reason stuff like that depresses me. Not because I can't afford to go to Comic Con or Vancouver, but because my self-esteem's surfing at puddle-deep lately and all I can think is that if I were in the same room with any of those people they wouldn't like me. (And people wonder why I changed from a shy dork in college to a loudmouthed attention whore now. Uh, desperation?)

Fan fiction: Sweet Charity story for clex_monkie89 ... um, coming. I have the whole story in my head, but I need the opening to come already and it's jammed in there somewhere. spn_harlequin story ... stalled. I think my brain wants me to get the Pulse recap and Sweet Charity out of the way first. reel_spn story ... it's right there. I figure once I empty out space in my brain I'll be fine.

My wardrobe: I'm running out of clothes that aren't worn full of holes, stained, or ill-fitting. Looks like another trip to the Salvation Army as soon as I can scrape together some cash.

Health: I'm really starting to think my workplace is making me sick. I'm mostly fine when I'm home, the only really annoying thing being how much I sleep on the weekends, and really, I think that might be depression. When I get depressed, I do three things -- sleep, eat mostly junk food (like, chips and Pepsi for breakfast, lunch, and dinner), and avoid cleaning my apartment. The only time I feel genuinely like crap is in the workplace with the lack of air conditioning and fifteen dirty fans running all the time. Hmm, wonder why I always get headachey and nauseated when I'm there.

My apartment: Oh, God. Somebody come clean. Someone with a strong stomach who won't preach about what a slob I am. In other words, someone not my mom.

Comments

[seferin.livejournal.com]

1. Want me to send you a PDF of the new Harry Potter?
2. http://educatedslut.blogspot.com/2005/06/naked-man-in-my-bathroom-whole-story.html
3. Breathe. We like you. Its why we hang around.

[faith21.livejournal.com]

everybody's burning desire to order takeout

Oh I sympathize. Today everyone ordered Chinese and I drove home and had a PB&J. The rest of the week includes a turkey sandwich (from home) and those frozen Stouffer's paninis. Maybe a slice of pizza or a bagel since I can get one for $2. I can't afford takeout everyday, it's too much.

[kurukami.livejournal.com]

My apartment:

I'd offer to clean, y'know, but then there'd have to be someone to take care of my attention-seeking kitten over the weekend. That, plus the commute from Massachusetts to Scranton and back might be tough. ; )

[chichiri-no-da.livejournal.com]

._.;; I have to admit I was kinda hoping I'd see your name pop up when everyone was reading and commenting on the story of meeting the boys over the weekend, and wondered that you never said anything about it. I think you're awesome, and I'm sorry if it made you feel bad :/

[catystorm.livejournal.com]

I would totally clean your apartment if you come and clean mine.

And at least you're still gainfully employed! I can't find a job to save my life. >.o I can't afford to be poor. >.o

[theliel.livejournal.com]

it's a shame you're writing style isn't for rpg's 'cause teh wolf (www.white-wolf.com) is hiring.

[paradisacorbasi.livejournal.com]

No, not a shame. They're known for screwing over who they hire.

She deserves better than that.

[theliel.livejournal.com]

1) everyone dicks over who they hire. tp's and my own current job are screwing over thier employies on a regular basis
2) I really have not heard that many complaints since CCP took over, and the worst I heard was issues with timelyness of payments rather than non-payment or non-credit.
3) professional writing credits are proffessional writing credits. It would at least be published work and a chance to do something on the side that is creative and potentially paid, instead of just creative.

It's not like i said write for palladium or anything.

[paradisacorbasi.livejournal.com]

*flinghug*

I like you.

And my apartment looks about as yours does.

[random-serious.livejournal.com]

When I get depressed, I do three things -- sleep, eat mostly junk food (like, chips and Pepsi for breakfast, lunch, and dinner), and avoid cleaning my apartment.

I so feel you, and the thing is, all the junk food eating just makes the situation worse. (But the job sucking, in your case, probably is a big thing too. I hope you find something you like, soon.)