so yeah as cozy it is living in a ridiculously oversized house that belongs to a relative that's working and planning to move overseas i'm going back to the city
TM (contrasted to the town of 40 thousand where i find myself feeling like everybody's staring at me and i'm not even that paranoid) and thanks to the fact my cherished notebook is dead i'll only have my tablet for internet access
shit, something might get done in my life for once.
i'll go ask the manager if i can get transferred to a different facility, i'm sure he'll understand - if i do so i might even get kicked upwards and stop weighing trains and doing mountains of paperwork and you know, just do mountains of paperwork since that doesn't mean i have to fix a goddamn train scale thing once in a while and the seven divines help me if i ever had any idea how to do it (i just grabbed a guy from the power plant to help me out, they never have anything to do it seems). it's honestly been at least two years since anyone wrote bullshit in the transit papers anyway.
i might even muster up the courage to ask the previously mentioned relative to sell me the house later! (for a decent
ly discounted price of course) and look into QUALITY REAL ESTATE WORKS so i can fund my ridiculous capitalistic agendas and be the hero the markets deserve. it's a prospect that's out there, something two years forward at least.
it's a happy why? i don't know. i'm grinning like an idiot while thinking of it.
also this is playing (i've got it running in foobar so i pulled up the closest youtube rendition)