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rough day. two in-person job interviews. two rejections. spent the rest of the day hitting up places and dropping off resumes in person, applying at a few different places, even places that i know will hire a 15 year-old that has never worked over me. yeah i’m looking at Jack-in-the-Box, but whatever, really going nuts at my parents’ home, gotta get out of here, just need something to get my going, moving forward, treading water for too long, on march 3rd it was officially one year since i folded my small business and started this new path and job search, knew it was going to be tough, just didn’t expect i was going to be getting divorced and having to leave my home and newly formed family during the process, but that’s life, it sucks most of the time and eventually you die, but you gotta keep grinding because i don’t want to die in the station of life that i am in right now, that would be too fucking embarrassing, not saying i want to live to be a hundred and die with an empire, but i want more out life than this.

fucking cruel mistress that sleep is, felt sleepy at about 9:45PM as I was already laying in bed, closed my eyes and zonked out for about five minutes then woke back up, i quickly turned off the lights, kicked off my shoes, did my normal bedtime routine and got back into bed ready to hit snoozeville several hours earlier than is typical for me, and nadda, not another a wink of sleep to found yet, wide freaking awake over two hours later, mind buzzing a mile a minute about everything and anything but nothing worth thinking about, at least not worth adding my insomnia. too late to take a sleeping pill or i’ll be zombie tomorrow and i have shit to do.

I just need to bite the bullet and file for an extension. I can’t afford to pay someone to figure my 2016 return right now. I can’t afford to pay what I will end up owing for 2016, even though it shouldn’t be too bad. I haven’t even paid my ex-wife back yet for what I owed in 2015. But first, file the extension. Cover my ass. Then add it to the list.

Maybe time travel does exist. Have you ever seen anyone who lives their life just completely a slave to their id without any respect to the consequences of their actions? Maybe those people are just time travelers. They come back in time and do whatever they want knowing it has no effect on the future because time is a flat circle and the future has already happened and they just doing what they were always meant to do. The type of person I’m describing is typically a rich, white male. And that makes sense. Of course time travel would be dominated by rich, white men. Women and PoC in the future are too busy cleaning up the messes of white men to be able to go back in time and fuck more shit up.

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