Week in Review
Jan. 11th, 2003 05:11 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
dolariI had written a very verbose and concise Week in Review yesterday...and it simply refused to post due to hardware issues. So here's basically what happened:
I had an Interview for a data entry position on Tuesday. I went in, and immediately was given The Look. The job I was supposed to get info on THAT DAY turned into "Well, we'll call you." Never happened. I typed 9600 keystrokes per hour. I did a 65 wpm test. And they just blew me off because I look bad in a skirt.
That's when I crashed. I crashed HARD.
I spent most of the day pretty numb. This was the first time I handed someone outstanding scores on everything...and was STILL blown off. I crashed like you wouldn't believe...I was so out of it. And then Deener came home with news that he might NOT get the Dell job when I just hit a wall. We were just SO fucked. SO SO fucked. Dean went out of his way that night to make me feel better.
I drew up the entire Closetspace comic when I woke up, just to try and shake off the depression that was creeping back in. I did it, posted it. I'm really proud of it...and the next AWFW is showing the same kind of emotion, as well. This is good considering all I did with the strip was move the characters to a new location and not reveal ANYTHING.
I finished the comic and crashed again. I was just completely out of it for a long time, wishing I had never been born, wanting to kill everyone on the earth, just compeltely dead and depressed and sad. That night I went to bed begging never to wake up again and for the earth to just burn.
I did a karmic fireball like you wouldn't believe.
The next day, what happens? Dean gets a call from Dell saying he starts Tuesday. I find an extra $10 in my bank account from somewhere. A book I was missing magically appears in front of my nose. The world is great.
I really AM a reverser. Good things do not happen to me unless I am miserable...
...or CREATING misery.
It's a trait my mother has, and a trait my grandmother has. They're not happy unless they're making other people miserable or unhappy.
And while I REFUSE to live like that, I can't deny that things go my way when I basically wish harm on someone, something or a group in general.
So, I'm going to let fly on people who deserve it. I refuse to be like my mother and grandmother and make everyone unhappy. I'm going to let fly with the bad vibe karma fireballs at people who are stupid, do stupid things, or generally deserve it in my eyes.
Not to say you should all be worried that I'm gonna wish you into the cornfield. I like to think I'm fair...and even a bit TOO forgiving. I'm talking BAD people.
If I can only be happy doling out the shit, I'm gonna do it the right way.
I went for a ride today, had a pizza with the $10 I had, and drew up most of AWFW.
I may not have a job, but I'll have one soon.
I had an Interview for a data entry position on Tuesday. I went in, and immediately was given The Look. The job I was supposed to get info on THAT DAY turned into "Well, we'll call you." Never happened. I typed 9600 keystrokes per hour. I did a 65 wpm test. And they just blew me off because I look bad in a skirt.
That's when I crashed. I crashed HARD.
I spent most of the day pretty numb. This was the first time I handed someone outstanding scores on everything...and was STILL blown off. I crashed like you wouldn't believe...I was so out of it. And then Deener came home with news that he might NOT get the Dell job when I just hit a wall. We were just SO fucked. SO SO fucked. Dean went out of his way that night to make me feel better.
I drew up the entire Closetspace comic when I woke up, just to try and shake off the depression that was creeping back in. I did it, posted it. I'm really proud of it...and the next AWFW is showing the same kind of emotion, as well. This is good considering all I did with the strip was move the characters to a new location and not reveal ANYTHING.
I finished the comic and crashed again. I was just completely out of it for a long time, wishing I had never been born, wanting to kill everyone on the earth, just compeltely dead and depressed and sad. That night I went to bed begging never to wake up again and for the earth to just burn.
I did a karmic fireball like you wouldn't believe.
The next day, what happens? Dean gets a call from Dell saying he starts Tuesday. I find an extra $10 in my bank account from somewhere. A book I was missing magically appears in front of my nose. The world is great.
I really AM a reverser. Good things do not happen to me unless I am miserable...
...or CREATING misery.
It's a trait my mother has, and a trait my grandmother has. They're not happy unless they're making other people miserable or unhappy.
And while I REFUSE to live like that, I can't deny that things go my way when I basically wish harm on someone, something or a group in general.
So, I'm going to let fly on people who deserve it. I refuse to be like my mother and grandmother and make everyone unhappy. I'm going to let fly with the bad vibe karma fireballs at people who are stupid, do stupid things, or generally deserve it in my eyes.
Not to say you should all be worried that I'm gonna wish you into the cornfield. I like to think I'm fair...and even a bit TOO forgiving. I'm talking BAD people.
If I can only be happy doling out the shit, I'm gonna do it the right way.
I went for a ride today, had a pizza with the $10 I had, and drew up most of AWFW.
I may not have a job, but I'll have one soon.
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