Rabbit rabbit, fools

[whiski_sour]

Mummy called me with an update about Hobbit. No pneumonia, just a strong case of bronchitis. She's home from the hospital but she has to have nebulizer treatments every four hours until she goes back to the doctor on Monday.

Meanwhile, Mummy has decided to buy the other niece one of those play dress up outfits and a sword. So she can be a fairy princess and a pirate at the same time. *stops self from making the obvious jokes involving either the Jack Sparrow character or Orlando Bloom*

I don't have to babysit Hammie on Saturday. Mummy is taking her to an Easter egg hunt instead. However, I will be going up to hang out tomorrow. I think Hammie needs to see her Aunt Kiki. Today, she got stuck under the kitchen table and then proclaimed she was gonna sit there until Peepaw came home. She's obviously very mistreated.


I'm feeling rather disgusted with myself at the moment.

My legs hurt today. Most likely, from going up and down the stairs getting videos and such and doing laundry. I dunno, probably only made ten or fifteen trips in all. That disappoints me. I'm that out of shape that going up and down stairs more than once hurts me. At this point I feel like I should just ooze my way from room to room.

I don't think I look bad so much as I feel bad. So, I'm gonna attempt the monumental task of trying to fix that.

Also adding to the disgust is yet another rejection letter from another business I've applied to. My records of keeping track aren't the greatest, but since at least May of last year I've applied for fifty jobs. Out of those fifty, I've gotten nine responses. Out of those nine I've gotten six rejection letters. Out of those responses, I've had two interviews which led nowhere and a follow up application that led nowhere.

I have no idea what I'm doing wrong. I think that I'm really not employable. I seriously think that. I can't even get hired at a video store or Walmart. I got a rejection letter from a law firm saying I wasn't qualified enough to do filing. I suck.

So, to rememdy that I'm going to propose an idea to my dad. If I can't find a job by the end of summer, I'm gonna ask that he pay for me to go back to school and I'll just add that on to the money I already owe him for my car and other bills he's paid.

Neither one of my parents have ever wanted to pay for me to go to school and I know there will be endless amounts of guilt and groveling and biting my tongue as a result of having my dad pay for it, but I really can't sit on my ass anymore. I'm never gonna find a job. I've gotta do something, anything, more productive than getting rejected.

So, that's the new plan. For now anyway.


I have been bombarded with Squiggy lately. No seriously. Aside from me watching Laverne and Shirley in the morning, he also showed up on The Simpsons last night, and some guy did an impression of him today on Ellen's talk show. I swear, it's like creepy_girl80 bribed the cosmos to align just right in an effort to get me to write more Squiggy fic. It's insane.

Happy April Fool's Day. Fool someone you love. Or don't love. Whatever. Just make someone look like an ass. Even if it's me.

Comments

[http://users.livejournal.com/_hellfire/]

*huggles* Good luck with whatever you do sweetie. Ya know I'm behind you all the way.

[whiski_sour]

*huggles* Thanks. You're a rockin' e-girlfriend.

[http://users.livejournal.com/_hellfire/]

*gives you e-flowers*

[whiski_sour]

*blushes* *gives you e-candy* Tastes great, no calories.

[http://users.livejournal.com/_hellfire/]

Mmmm, yummy!

[creepy-girl80.livejournal.com]

Heh! I lined up the universe so we'd have a turn with our favorite characters, apparently ;-)

Wait until Hammie sees the Princess Bride ;-)

WL,
Missy

[whiski_sour]

Heh. You really don't have to go to so much trouble, Missy.

Oh, I actually can't wait until she sees that movie. She'll love it. Day before yesterday Mummy caught her watching High Anxiety. She's got good taste.

[creepy-girl80.livejournal.com]

*dies* she does!

I do. I need the fuel! ;-)

wL,
Missy