"It's funny how money changes situations."

As of 6/7/05, I no longer work at The Firm. That makes me gainfully unemployed. Well not unemployed too much; I still temp here and there to keep the mortgage paid. I really don't want anything too binding right now. After working 15 hour days for the past year, the vacation is welcome. Oh, yeah, unemployment rocks too.

There's a reason I don't have too many friends. Frankly people aint shit. Lemme splain.

What I have experienced these past couple of weeks really opened my eyes to the nature of humans. I no longer have the means or desire to extend myself to people who once depended on me regularly for support when their shit was real raggedy and fucked up: emotional, financial or otherwise. Of course I haven't received the same courtesy. People treat you like shit when you don't have a job. I'm not pressed to get one either. I'm chillin as is and still paying the bills. If I can work this right, I plan to go to school full time for a year to graduate a lot sooner than I originally planned. Right after I deliver this third and final child, I'll be on my way.

I'm trying to maintain my composure, however, folks is on the last piece of nerve I have left. Once again I have people trying to tell me what's best for me, when they wouldn't have a smidgen of an idea what to do if they were in any of my situations. Help is one thing but unwarrented help is down right annoying. And quite misplaced. Don't offer to help me then help me with shit I don't need help with. Technically, that isn't helping.

I can't live my life to make other people comfortable. I do what I do when I feel like it. That's how it's going to be. What this has taught me is to be careful of the people I chose to over extend my assistance to. It's not likely they'll appreciate it.

26.June.2005    09:42 PM     Commments: 4

I saw this while browsing over at Karsh's place. Found it to be quite interesting and suprisingly accurate.

You scored as Justice (Fairness). Your life is guided by the concept of Fair Justice: Everyone, yourself included, should be rewarded and punished according to the help or harm they cause.



"He who does not punish evil commands it to be done."

--Leonardo da Vinci



“Though force can protect in emergency, only justice, fairness, consideration and cooperation can finally lead men to the dawn of eternal peace.”

--Dwight D. Eisenhower



More info at Arocoun's Wikipedia User Page...

Justice (Fairness)

100%

Hedonism

100%

Existentialism

85%

Strong Egoism

80%

Kantianism

70%

Divine Command

65%

Utilitarianism

50%

Apathy

35%

Nihilism

20%

What philosophy do you follow? (v1.03)
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24.June.2005    06:50 AM     Commments: 1

If you read the previous entry, you'd know I'd been dealing with some furry visitor who came unannounced and quite uninvited. Just like a nigga.

Since the last post, the creature has been downgraded from a possum to a rat. How the hell was I to know? I aint never in life seen a rat. After the Animal Control dude looks at be sideways before leaving my house at 3 am, I submit a request to this site whenever I need service for the house. They got back to me with a list of companies that could provide service. The first one I tried, ProTech Pest Control was the worst. They fucked up the scheduling so bad; I couldn't deal with them. That's when Terminix called and sold me on their service. They arrived past the 2 hour appointment window, but atleast they showed up. He went through and patched the holes, laid some traps, a little poison and told me to wait two weeks. Unh huhn. Good news: with the holes patched up, nothing can get in. Bad news: with the holes patched up, whatever's in here can't get out.

Not long after he left, I heard some scratching and shuffling in the kitchen. I go in cautiously, cause for real, iown know what's in there and I was devoid of my weapon of choice--the kids' red shovel. There it was under the stove, squirming, presumably stuck. I stood there not knowing what to do. Unable to move the stove, I left. Maybe it'll die. That so wasn't the case.

This creature lurked around my house like it owned it--going through my closet, creeping on my dresser prolly using all my Bath and Body Works products. I hated him and he began not to fear me. What a mistake on his behalf.

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12.June.2005    02:53 PM     Commments: 4