August 03, 2004

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Edit--A bitch has JUSS been laid off. Last day of employment undetermined at this time.

Today ends my bereavement. Gotta head back to work tomorrow. Sux. I enjoy the convienence of taking a nap at will. Since Gramma died I've been really fatigued. Between this and Elmo, I aint a bit mo' good.

Speaking of Elmo, he's been on some different shit with these boot camp style workouts. The hell he think this is? I don't go there to exert myself. I want to feel invigorated, not like somebody drug me out to a backlot and beat me senseless. Fuck outta heah with that bullshit. Mang.

When I applied to the CIA, I did it out of complete sarcasm. I never thought I'd get a call back, let alone make it this far in the process. Today, after a nice nap, I checked my messages. There's one from the "Recruitment Center" as they like to call themselves. I'm being informed that they want me to give em a call so they can schedule my medical and polygraph tests. I am in shock. Just last week when they called to ask for more info, I was told that I'd receive a letter in a few weeks which will list the dates that are available for said tests. This is happening way faster than I expected. I really wish I were more excited about this. It's very possible that I will be placed at an office that is much farther from my house than my current job, and that's gonna suck. VA traffic is the WORST. Speaking of traffic, I'll have to actually drive to work because of the distance and public trans just won't do. Which means I'll have to buy a car. I'm so not looking forward to that. The last thing I need is another expense.

I also think that taking this job is gon' force me to finish school. That isn't necessarily a bad thing, I just hate school. I'm not even going right now and don't know when I'm going to return. I'm already aware that Imma need to up my game to compete with the #FF99FF folks. My head isn't comfortable beneth a class ceiling.

Tomorrow will be a week to the day I submitted my app for home refinance. I aint heard nothing yet. :( I'm gettin real nervous. So of course, bright and early, they gon' get a call from me. I'm really anxious about making some repairs to the house and possibly buying an investment property. It would so be the bomb if I could could turn a nice profit. Maybe I'd rent out my house and go move in with *cough* Prime Bear *cough* *cough* and live a leisurely life.

Posted by ~SunRay~ at August 3, 2004 11:28 PM

Prime who? Prime what?
*Revisiting Planet Sexy arrangements*

Posted by: ej at August 4, 2004 12:23 AM

i wonder how come i read this last nite but didn't comment? its yo fault. hmph - i wonder if you can hook me up once you get the nu gig? lol. am i allowed to say that? will i be snubbed if i continue? keep good thoughts about the refinance, i hope that joint comes through. oh and i wanna live the leisurely life too, so imma come w/.

Posted by: Fuckelbe Jones (BL) at August 4, 2004 09:55 AM

Umm can you rent out this new property to me...for free? You'll PROFIT from the shiny happy feeling in your heart from being charitable.

I hope you got all that weed and heroin cleaned out yo system! The gubment don't look too kindly upon them types of leisure activities.

Posted by: Coochleby Brown (BL) at August 4, 2004 01:49 PM

sure hate to hear you're being laid off that sukks, pack up the kids and yall can come stay with me and my daughter.

Posted by: Lashundra at August 4, 2004 05:17 PM

Laid off? What the fuck? Please please please let me know if there's anything I can do.

Posted by: karsh at August 4, 2004 07:03 PM

Laid-off from the big job or the little job? Bitches. We gon' have to lay a 'tice League type beatdown on them mofos.

Posted by: Lickonia Areola Clinton (BL) at August 4, 2004 07:33 PM

what the...?

Posted by: ej at August 4, 2004 07:46 PM

Who do I have to cut ???

Posted by: Mike (AKA Prime) at August 4, 2004 07:50 PM

i'm ready, i got my nigga costume on an' errythang!

Posted by: An Angry Fuckelbe Jones (BL) at August 4, 2004 10:54 PM

Sorry babe...when God opens a window and shuts a door then something good happens, right? I know it's something like that.

LMAO at EJ!!!

..and Lisa....Heroin? Geez Louise.

I can't keep up with all the BL names. Can you put a legend on the side or something?

When you get the CIA gig, can you run checks on all my prospectives? Niggas juss ain't ackin' right.

Seriously, sorry to hear about you getting laid off. Call on me if you need to and I'll do what I can.

Posted by: Elle at August 5, 2004 12:26 AM