Happy Belated New Year

Yeah, so this post is coming really late...

A lot of things have gone on since my last blog. I would update you, but I've decided to keep my personal life personal cause you never know who's out there reading.

A lot of things have changed... That's all I'm going to say about that...

I've spent enough time in this fucking desert to know that it's time to leave. It's beginning to do some fuck up shit to my mind. It's time to relocate. That's all I'm gonna say about that. You can come to your own assumption of where I'm heading next.

All that same... Happy New Years to all you fuckers!!!

You haven't seen the last of me, but it's time to leave the Angry Girlfriend shit behind and come up with a new and better persona... Don't worry, though... When I figure out where I'm going with this blogging thing, you'll be the first to know...

Yet Another New Job

Despite being in hard economic times, I was able to find a new job. I am now working at a retail store in an Outlet Mall. I'm not going to give the name of the company, but let's just say, they're pretty up there and I'm not really sure how I got this job to begin with since I'm sooo much the opposite.

The downside to this job and that I had to dye my hair a normal shade color (no more pinks, blues, purples, or red), I have to cover my nose piercing with foundation (I absolutely refuse to take it out), and I have to wear my hair down and long sleeves to conceal any tattoos.

Like I said, the complete opposite of everything me. It's a pretty decent job though. Benefits, good pay, 30% off anything at any of their stores even though I still can't afford any of their stuff even with the discount.

Actually, I don't know anyone who could afford to shop there. Maybe like one person. My uncle... The one who owns the Lamborghini.

Yeah... Those are the kinda people who go shopping at this store. I am soooo out of my element.

But I'm just so happy to be getting a paycheck again, that I really just don't care.

And for some odd reason, people are allowed to bring their pampered little pets into the mall. I've never seen some many people go shopping with their dogs, but whatever.

Hope the dogs don't shit on their new $500 pair of shoes.

New Job

I have been bitchin for the longest time about my crappy job that I hated back on the East Coast. Naturally, since I'm not living on the East Coast anymore and no longer employed by my soon to be ex-mother-in-law, I've had to find a new job.

After applying for countless office positions, I realized not only did I not want another office job, but I really hate working in offices.

So, I applied for a job working as a... Swim Instructor!

For many of you, this may come as a surprise since you have no idea that I'm like a fish in the water.

I swam competitively for 10 years and worked as a life guard for 3 years and a pool operator for 2 years.

I got the job, and I'm currently in training. Just cause I swim like a fish doesn't mean I know how to teach others to swim like a fish, which is why they have training.

So far, all I can say is that I really, really, like this job... a lot.

It just doesn't feel like a real job. I get to go to work in a bathing suit, no one cares about tattoos or what color your hair is, and I'm swim around with kiddies teaching them how to swim while goofing off with them.

It's the best job ever!

I don't know what it is about Las Vegas, but it seems to be bringing out the best in me.

I love this place!

New Apartment

So here I am sitting in my new apartment, with my "borrowed" internet. Whoever create Wi-Fi, I fucking love you!

I'm gonna turn my new apartment into a Bitch Pad. My theme color is going to be Menstrual Blood Red.

With the exception of the Boy Son's room, this whole place is going to scream Vagina Power.

I'm done with penis for a while because men are evil bastards. Maybe it's me and maybe it's them. All the same, I'm done for a good long while.

Luckily, I go both ways so while door is temporarily (or maybe no so temporarily) closes, the other has just swung wide open.

Once I get my shit together out here, we'll see what happens but I can only imagine. Never let a bitch of the leash cause I'm about to run wild.

I'm getting a little ahead of myself, but I'm trying to stay in positive mode. Being negative never gets anyone very far.

No point in dwelling on bullshit.

So, back to the apartment. I'm pretty much got just about everything I need, except for a TV which is a bitch cause the cable is included in the rent.

Who knows... Maybe I'll actually use craigslist for something useful this time around, like finding a TV, instead of my normal misdeeds. Maybe...