(February 3, 2016 at 12:02 am)The_Empress Wrote: Thank you so much, guys. You all rock.
(February 2, 2016 at 11:46 pm)The Valkyrie Wrote: Yay you, Empress!
Glad you got the help you need and getting a job must be an awesome boost.
Seriously happy for you!
On the other point, you want that person whacked?
Nah. He's a good guy; a really good guy. I just come with a lot of baggage right now, and I don't blame him for not wanting to take it on. Thanks, though. I'll count on your whacking services if the need ever arises
(February 2, 2016 at 11:54 pm)Lemonvariable72 Wrote: Oh fuck. That must be bad because I know your case is especially gnarly. Well the good news is things are looking up. Hopefully the new job pans out, though I recommend a good dose of skepticism.
Oh, believe me: after a year of looking for employment, skepticism is my default position. Thanks, Lemon
Okay, good. By the sounds of it the last thing you need is to be sold on a bullshit that isn't real. Still the money will likely help, in my experience depression can be made 10x worse by very real stressers. Who ever said money doesnt buy happiness obviously never begged their landlord for an extra week while you didnt even have enough money to get to work.
To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow,
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
To the last syllable of recorded time;
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player,
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage,
And then is heard no more. It is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
To the last syllable of recorded time;
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player,
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage,
And then is heard no more. It is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.
