The Daily Grind
Jul. 25th, 2005 08:44 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
govcampbellWell, I've been busy enough so as not to update as regularly as I would like.
Job= Not Yet
Wedding=Not enough progress
Fair enough?
Anyway, had a big fight with Ma over wedding stuff. Not good. She caught me on an off day, (tired, headache, stomach acid), and I snapped at her to quit nagging. Turned into a really rousing shouting match before I stormed off. I'd walked all the way to the Junkyard near my house before my sister picked me up off the side of the road. Things better now.
Work has been brutal in the heat we've been having. I've mostly been replacing irrigation heads, but today I got to weedwack for 8 hours, with sand and grit kicking up in my face, and little peices of grass sticking to me in my sweat...I need a teaching job. I love working at the golf course for summers, but this is not the way I want to earn my living. Oh, and I got a raise. A whole .23 cents. Whopdie freaking do. I hate my aunt. You would think that the fact that we own the place might mean something. I think my aunt hates me...and my cousins.
Vacation next week. It's time for one. I need a battery recharge.
Anyway, off to bed, so I can sweat some more tomorrow. Later all.
Job= Not Yet
Wedding=Not enough progress
Fair enough?
Anyway, had a big fight with Ma over wedding stuff. Not good. She caught me on an off day, (tired, headache, stomach acid), and I snapped at her to quit nagging. Turned into a really rousing shouting match before I stormed off. I'd walked all the way to the Junkyard near my house before my sister picked me up off the side of the road. Things better now.
Work has been brutal in the heat we've been having. I've mostly been replacing irrigation heads, but today I got to weedwack for 8 hours, with sand and grit kicking up in my face, and little peices of grass sticking to me in my sweat...I need a teaching job. I love working at the golf course for summers, but this is not the way I want to earn my living. Oh, and I got a raise. A whole .23 cents. Whopdie freaking do. I hate my aunt. You would think that the fact that we own the place might mean something. I think my aunt hates me...and my cousins.
Vacation next week. It's time for one. I need a battery recharge.
Anyway, off to bed, so I can sweat some more tomorrow. Later all.
