I WILL KILL A MOTHERFUCKER.
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A wildfire started in my town as well today, not bad enough to worry about evacuating but maybe should start to think about what to put in a go-bag. Living that SoCal life!
In other news I found a job! It's not as many hours as I'd like, but I make good tips so that's nice. It's also crazy and bilingual.
HOW THE FUCK DO YOU PEOPLE LIVE LIKE THIS?!
My husband is the previous make and model of Project: BITCHHAMMER than Richter, so he's like, "Whatever." And I'm in San Diego like, "OMG IS MY SHIT GONNA BURN DOWN LIKE TOMORROW WTF."
Seriously, like...fucking SERIOUSLY. I am so on edge. But I presume that if some San Diegans were on the East Coast and a Category 5 was just spinning along in the ocean, they'd feel much the same way I am right now.
There is nowhere people can live that isn't fraught with natural disasters of some kind. Forest fires, hurricanes, volcanoes, tornadoes, earthquakes, tsunamis, plain old flooding... there's something for everyone.
"Hope in reality is the worst of all evils because it prolongs the torments of man." - Nietzsche.
Which is my way of saying my copy of The Great Ordeal is now running late. Just wrote a pissy email via Amazon, asking why my shit hadn't arrived and why I hadn't been notified and where is my shit now. <snip>
Not that it matters much for my character. Dunmer = best race. Plus fire magic and Red Eagle's Bane = curbstomping undead.
So I don't bother posting about my life ITT very much because I figure anyone who cares probably already sees it on facebook but I can't talk about this on FB because my current employers would no doubt see it, so...
I just completed my application for my TWIC and I have an appointment in a couple weeks to bring my documents and my fingers for printing to a physical location to complete the process and then I will be able to get my MMC and then I will be able to take that sweet gig with the tug company and get fat paid to do runs between here and AK or HI.
And it works, because Cainad can attest, those are almost precisely the exact words I used to describe the Barstool Experiment to my wife this past Sunday afternoon, as if it was lodged in my consciousness.
She liked it, btw.