..Or at least time to express myself.
Aetheric-shade has sat untouched for over a year now. I don't think there have been words for the horribleness I went through. The pregnancy was bad, birth even worse, but that was only because the hospital staff was a bunch of morons. I haven't paid up my hospital bills. I'm thinking of calling their billing center and demand that if I can punch the one nurse in the face that hurt me, I'll pay all that shit then and there. Or maybe I can send them a video of me burning
"Fuck You money".
I need something besides Warcraft that I can utilize as an outlet. I need to start writing again. Before - it didn't matter what I was writing about, didn't matter what insane words I made up - writing made me feel better. Hell I hardly get to play Warcraft. Whoever said there should be 24 hours in a day must not have been a mother. Cuz damn it, there should be time to wear the kid out with Airplaaaane, kill Alliance in battlegrounds (die scum!), and watch Supernatural (have you been watching the awesomeness that is Supernatural?!).
These are the things I like to do. I've got to have something to keep my mind off of the awfulness of the economy right now. We've got to have some kind of hope, right?
And Dennis was right. It's time I ditch Central. I've finally realized that everything I've done doesn't matter. In the long run it's about the money that the owner makes. He doesn't care about us like his brother or whoever did. It used to be a company that cared. Used to be. I've got to let go of this fear of trying something new. Because that's what it boils down to. All these fears I've got to face or I'm going to become a shriveled, miserable old bat. With like 95 cats. And a rat dog.
So yeah. I think I'm going to look for full time jobs as well.
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