pkop has been having one of the worst months of his life. In the past 45 days he lost his lease, lost his per diem under-the-table job, and found out his mother is moving to the third world, not from her but his family who hates her. Ivebeen sleeping on a couch :/ of my stepfathers ex-wife, who harbours her lazy (read chronically unemployed fat gamer) son and his son, who is young enough towake up and cry @3am. To say nothing of my 4mile daily bikeride, the 11pm spanish sitcom, and the terrible diet/exercising.
Anywho, today I
- volunteered at my local soup kitchen
- Agreed to volunteer at the soup kitchen on sunday
-agreed to volunteer at the blood drive tuesday
-got money for food this week
-did the jobsearch thing
-spent time doing nothing
-resisted temptation
the exwife has been calling me 'fat' (and I have gained 15lbs), but it turns out she remembers my sixpack and is . . . open to suggestions despite a rather large language barrier.
:/ Im soo tired atm, but im glad to still be active. Its been hard getting employed about here with my drunk driving charge and my part-time availability. I filled out several para-career job applications this month, and all of them asked about my license. one even informally laughed at me saying they were getting ppl with Masters degrees applying for a job.