All I have is a fish with a deformed tail. Most days I expect to see him dead when I get home. I can feel it coming because I haven't changed his water in fear that I'll get fish tuberculoses.
But it's fine. I don't need anyone right now. I'm not even in the mood to have a crush. I am in an emotional lull.
When I get like this, I look for ways to make a big change. New job, or a new city. Because I start thinking that the only way I'll get out of the lull is to change my everyday surroundings. So I got a new job--now that I haven't got a boyfriend, what was I going to do with all that time anyway? Plus, I don't really want to work my M-F job forever, it's not the greatest. And maybe this will get my foot in the door doing something I love. And when I'm doing something I love, then I can be happy and many men will fall madly in love with me. Eaaaasy.
I could just be looking to avoid my problems by distracting myself. And I'm a little nervous about working weekends because my weekends are my livelihood. I may end up depressed and lonely because all my friends have gone away for the weekend on a kickass trip, and I'm stuck in Rochester. So the plan could backfire. But I will suck it up! Or I'll just have to make another change.
There's always grad school!
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Did you take the library job? Really, after the end of ultimate season, we'll all be stuck in Rochester every weekend anyway. No worries.
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