so i am officially not being spoken to by my family. who aren't the ones who told me to grow a soul, but it still hurt. but no, the ware clan is currently shunning me because i want to move out of here. i'm told its financially irresponsible, that i'm not really having problems and buying lamps would solve everything, and that i'm just not allowed to move until the trailer is sold, even though its falling apart around me. at the last statement i gave up because my chest was constricting so hard that i thought i was having a heart attack. luckily before the profanity started i got hung up on. so i did what i do best, because i cant talk to people i care about, and sent them a damn email. its pretty bad when you are reduced to talking to family through electronic communication to inform them that you are in fact an adult and have been for several years and are capable of making adult-like decisions especially when you have budgets and graphs and spending summaries created to know how damn much you can afford to spend each month when you factor in all the bills and insurance and 401k and hookers. well not the last part, bc then they'd sick mammaw on me. but damn. i thought i was being responsible by moving out to an environment that is healthier for me. i guess i was mistaken. i'm sure the statement that i'm not legally or financially responsible for this place because they wouldn't put my name on the paperwork before and doesnt that just sting now probably wasnt the best thing to say. but.... fuck it.
day 2 of work was good though. since i know what i'm doing they gave me work and it's nice to get lost in it again. we had a meeting where we were again introduced to everyone as new employees as of monday, whereas the vp remembered that i had 'actually made myself quite a part of the team on saturday night' which was followed by a smattering of laughter and me turning beat red. but. it doesnt matter what i do because i was not the one singing karaoke to Sweet Child of Mine. and speaking of the party, another photo has surfaced. this one i apparently sent as an email to prove that i wore heels. and then deleted. but it made its way back to me and even though its smudgy and dark i feel like i have to prove to the world that i can be a girl, dammit. so put the two photos together and you'll have a general impression. it's funny that i didnt take a photo of brett at all. or at least, that i know of yet anyway. he looked nice too. the suit/shirt/tie i painfully picked out for him at brooks brothers whenever that was paid off. of course, he thought he looked nice and frequently commented on it,which takes away from the whole looking nice aspect. although that is what i'm doing now isnt it.... damn. oh well, its my blog and i want to prove that i can navigate feminine footwear.
why yes, i do have legs under these ratty bluejeans.
anyway. my new boss took me out to lunch and i got to have sushi which is always a win. however it is starting to snow pretty hard which is a major lose. so i better get out of here and go pick up lish and see what kind of garbage pottery i can come up with this week. who knows maybe you'll get lucky and i'll make one of those cups that look like boobies and you drink from the nipples.
what. i watch tv.
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