Just one quick bitch ...

[Parts]

Still sore from work yesterday

[odeon]

Still tired. Bloody film festival.

[Calandale]

Beat China up.

Then it crashed.

Lucky I saved right
after the war, but
I wasn't done cleaning up.

[Parts]

Beat China up.

Then it crashed.

Lucky I saved right
after the war, but
I wasn't done cleaning up.

What game?

[Calandale]

Ricky - Victoria: age of revolutions.

From Paradox. They make stuff which
is closest to the boardgames that I like
most.

[DirtDawg]

Still exhausted and puny from my viral infection the other night, but doing better.

[El]

Wishing I would win the lottery or something so I could totally cut off all ties with my family whenever I wanted to.

(I may have metioned this desire a few times before.)

Oh well- just a couple more years.  I made it this long.  I just need to not get drawn into my mom's craziness.  She makes everything seem ultimate, final, groundbreaking, shocking, etc., when it's all SSDD.  50/50 whether I'll get an email from her tomorrow commenting on her mental health or mine, and then 50/50 whether she'll say I'm healthier/she's healthier, or she's "sicker"/I'm "sick."   

[Alex179]

Wishing I would win the lottery or something so I could totally cut off all ties with my family whenever I wanted to.

I have wished the same thing many times.

[El]

Wishing I would win the lottery or something so I could totally cut off all ties with my family whenever I wanted to.

I have wished the same thing many times.

I only need to hold out another two years, I think.  Once I'm out of grad school I should be able to jump right into a job.  I'll be pretty low-pay for awhile 'till I actually get licensed as a mental health counselor*, but if I know I have the option to tell any and all of my parents where they can stick their dysnfunctions as far as I'm concerned, it could end up being well worth keeping my thermostat to 50 degrees and living on ramen during that period of time.

*wonder what got me into the field?     It's just that right now, it's my parents who are paying to verbally shit on me (well, it sure seems like that's how I'm earning my keep, days like today).  Somehow I think I'll like it better when I have clients that didn't fuck to make me (and aren't fucking my progenitors, which tends to make people think that they have parental rights, for some reason.)

[ozymandias]

Wishing I would win the lottery or something so I could totally cut off all ties with my family whenever I wanted to.

I have wished the same thing many times.

Me too, more times than I can remember and even played for awhile........without success.  Then I decided to stop playing.  The government/organized crime gets enough of my money!

[Pyraxis]

Somehow I think I'll like it better when I have clients that didn't fuck to make me

  Here's hoping it's soon.

[Calandale]

Ran into a couple snowball fights. 

[ozymandias]

Somehow I think I'll like it better when I have clients that didn't fuck to make me

  Here's hoping it's soon.

And the sooner the better!   

[ozymandias]

Damn it, I hate these mid winter rashes.  Thank Cthulhu for Medrol Dose packs, hydrocortisone creme and anti-histamines.     Unfortunately, I can't drink anything alcoholic because of the corticosteroid.   

[Alex179]

Wishing I would win the lottery or something so I could totally cut off all ties with my family whenever I wanted to.

I have wished the same thing many times.

I only need to hold out another two years, I think.  Once I'm out of grad school I should be able to jump right into a job.  I'll be pretty low-pay for awhile 'till I actually get licensed as a mental health counselor*, but if I know I have the option to tell any and all of my parents where they can stick their dysnfunctions as far as I'm concerned, it could end up being well worth keeping my thermostat to 50 degrees and living on ramen during that period of time.

*wonder what got me into the field?     It's just that right now, it's my parents who are paying to verbally shit on me (well, it sure seems like that's how I'm earning my keep, days like today).  Somehow I think I'll like it better when I have clients that didn't fuck to make me (and aren't fucking my progenitors, which tends to make people think that they have parental rights, for some reason.)

I am about done myself.   I should probably be looking for a "real" job right now, even while I am going to school.  The lottery comment is off though, since they aren't paying for my school anymore.   When I live with them, I just pay rent (which is less than what I would pay living elsewhere).   I don't know if I can ever get them to turn off the unsolicited advice thing.    The less that I am around them, the less opportunities I have to hear my father's brand of verbal diarrhea.   He is such a control freak, it is sickening.