“Cause I’ve been in a deep rut and it’s been killing me….

We’re gonna take the long-cut. We’ll get there eventually” ~ Uncle Tupelo




Sorry about the break. I just really needed it to try and straigten things out. It appears I got a clean slate instead.



In the past 2 almost 3 months, to say things have changed is an understatement. It’s as if my life was an Etch-A-Sketch painstakingly plotted when suddenly someone comes along and shakes it like a Polaroid picture. What was once my life is now a strange conglomerate of random lines and snarls in a bright red, plastic frame.



1. Work sucks. Plain and simple. The promotion applied for back in March was given to someone from a different department who doesn’t even plan on sticking around long because he took a rather significant pay cut. It felt like a slap to the face. So the job hunt continues. I’m not sure where I’ll end up or what I’ll be doing, even. This is incredibly hard for me to take since I LOVE everything about this job save my paycheck. No one can give me a good answer as to why we aren’t paid more. If your responsibilities grow, so should the pay… am I right?




2. My financial situation sucketh worse. To be fair, it has for some time and yes, I should have taken care of things earlier but I screwed up. Now, I have two jobs to make ends meet and things are a little better. Still, what I really need is a NEW JOB! One with the potential for growth because sitting around and being someone else’s pawn for 5-10 years before I get promoted to where I should be is not going to cut it.




3. Limey and I are no longer an item. We will be friends in time because he’s really a great guy and he still thinks the world of me. Unfortunately, at this time, we’re just not a good match for each other and we need that time apart to kindle the friendship. When it’s not right, it’s not. Yeah, it hurts. So I am working my butt off at both of my jobs to try not to think about it… only, I don’t want to be working my butt off for no reward.




In a lot of ways it feels like I’ve been plucked up and placed into someone’s entertainment and it’s not the kind of performance I’m used to. My life is the telenovela of lives right now and I don’t like it one bit. This girl is not up to the task of ‘Besos y Lagrimas’ so whoever’s causing this crazy stir- cut it out! I get it! Things need to change and I have to be the one to do it. Just give me some time. It’s hard to look for a new job and new relationship possibilities while climbing out of the self-imposed ‘pit of despair.’ I'm trying...



And everyone is asking, "Do we know you?!"