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2014 27 March :: 2.37pm
:: Mood: blank
:: Music: Siege - Starvation
"Being a man" is a real pain in the ass.
Being an adult attempting to "be a man" is for the birds, but...that's life. Can't help what can't be helped, and all a guy can do is suck it up and "take it like a man."
The Grand Prix (pricks) is in town, and that, with all certainty, will fuck my weekend up, Goddamn rednecks and their idiotic sports....sport? Is driving a sport? Then I'm one hell of an athlete.
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2014 24 March :: 3.45am
:: Mood: drained
:: Music: Burzum - Hermodr a Helferd
I haven't worked there a week, and I've already managed to make an enemy out of virtually all of my fellow employees.
Not quite gained the knack for doing my own fucking job, and darn it, I feel incompetent and useless. Most of this night's mess was my fault, but I always have a sneaking suspicion that there are factors I'm failing to grasp that led to catastrophe and potentially the loss of a gig that I've only just began.
Fortunately, there are positive aspects of life that exist outside of my occupation that make returning there everyday worth the misery and pointless frustration...
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2014 22 March :: 2.44pm
:: Mood: aggravated
:: Music: Venom - Welcome to Hell
I like my job, but I utterly detest the owner.
That foul, drunken, sputtering mick bastard can go suck an egg and jump in a lake (in my grandad's parlance).
I'd like to tell him where to go and what to do with himself once he gets there, but that would be bad form, and I need to the money...so I keep my mouth shut. Oh well - the kitchen staff seem to like me, and that's what counts.
I hope I see her this afternoon, unless she's out with one of her bizarre friends getting tea and enjoying the sun, or whatever it is that people do.
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2014 18 March :: 3.02pm
:: Mood: thankful
:: Music: Celtic Frost - The Usurper
Day ten of boyfriending...all is well thus far, and I couldn't ask for more (there ya go, prying eyes; hope that'll sate ya).
Today I got yet another kitchen job and began training the second I walked in to talk to the big boss man about my employment prospects.
O Brevity, how I adore you.
I hope to hell I don't botch this as I have many another gig, but they seem like balanced personalities, and they exude compassion - although I've worked there for three hours, and am returning shortly for another two so as to gain insight into the brutality of their rushes..."the horror...the horror."
Moving along...things = peachy keen. Hope all of you out there in the real world are getting along well...no problems I trust? Good.
Excellent.
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2014 12 March :: 12.17pm
:: Mood: ecstatic
:: Music: T. Rex - Chariot Choogle
I have a girlfriend now.
As elated as I am (she's a good match), I know it's a matter of time before she grows weary of me, so I'll do my best to make her happy while we're together.
Life has its moments where it doesn't disgust me, and this is one of them.
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