At Summer's End
I have been practically WILLING Summer to end. I watched "Halloween" and every other fall-related movie I own. I have been shaking my fist at the TV whenever I see an extended forecast with 80s in it. I have practically gone out spray-painting the leaves to get them to change. I start school on Monday. I have two classes back-to-back on Mondays only which has totally wreaked havoc with my work schedule and chances of changing jobs. To make matters worse, the last 2 stupid electives I have to take are ONLY offered on Monday nights, which means I may be stuck there for another full year to finish my degree!! I know that I am going to take some classes over the summer to stave off the raging depression that hits me annually in the summer.
Summer in review: I have been broke the whole time because of bullshit going on at work, seen a bunch of bad movies and very few good ones, went on a great vacation to San Fran and didn't do much else but watch a bunch of TV and moan about not having a life. I got a car that I can barely afford to keep gas in and watched in horror as my way-too-high insurance payments started coming out. I also nearly died spending summer number two in the hottest apartment I have ever lived in. I interviewed for a position I really wanted, was promised a call back and was unceremoniously sent a form letter saying thanks-but-no-thanks.
Overall, this summer has really fucking sucked. Bring on Autumn, baby!!
As to the brokeness, I have been forced to scale back my lifestyle. I am still in the process of doing so, cutting corners wherever I can. It's not an easy thing to do and usually involves over-eating and raging depression. Oh, and mental breakdowns where I assume my closest friends are conspiring against me. Once January hits and I have better insurance I fully intend to take a fistful of anti-depressants and go to regular therapy sessions so I can finally figure out what the fuck is wrong with me, or at least talk about it with a stranger who is paid to listen without obvious judgment once a week.
Summer in review: I have been broke the whole time because of bullshit going on at work, seen a bunch of bad movies and very few good ones, went on a great vacation to San Fran and didn't do much else but watch a bunch of TV and moan about not having a life. I got a car that I can barely afford to keep gas in and watched in horror as my way-too-high insurance payments started coming out. I also nearly died spending summer number two in the hottest apartment I have ever lived in. I interviewed for a position I really wanted, was promised a call back and was unceremoniously sent a form letter saying thanks-but-no-thanks.
Overall, this summer has really fucking sucked. Bring on Autumn, baby!!
As to the brokeness, I have been forced to scale back my lifestyle. I am still in the process of doing so, cutting corners wherever I can. It's not an easy thing to do and usually involves over-eating and raging depression. Oh, and mental breakdowns where I assume my closest friends are conspiring against me. Once January hits and I have better insurance I fully intend to take a fistful of anti-depressants and go to regular therapy sessions so I can finally figure out what the fuck is wrong with me, or at least talk about it with a stranger who is paid to listen without obvious judgment once a week.
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