Yup, that's right. This is officially the second worst week of my life. Second only to the week I got my DUI. Something about being arrested takes the cake. Emotionally I've gone from bursts of tears, hysterical laughter, disbelief and utter depression...
SO- to spare you too much melancholy, I'm just going to give you a bullet point version of my week... seems less traumatic for you that way!
MONDAY:
Turned down for my old job. Didn't give me a reason why, just said they "wouldn't be rehiring me". THAT was a super blow to the ego. I thought that would be a sure thing.
TUESDAY:
Got an email about the job I interviewed for last week, saying they were going with another candidate. I had a really good feeling after the interview, which makes me think I can't read people at all.
Guy who said he was going to buy my car, didn't have the money. Surprise surprise. Relisted Jeep on Craig's List.
WEDNESDAY:
Went to Wal-Mart to spend the last of this week's money on necessities before my income disappears. Read: Dog food, cat food, toilet paper, coffee (no more Starbucks for me!)
Upon return, car wouldn't start in the Wal-Mart parking lot. Burst into tears.
Contemplated applying for a job at Wal-Mart while waiting for a ride.
Boyfriend finally texted me back, and figured out the fix to my Jeep was easy (loose battery terminal connection), drove home and applied for a job at Wal-Mart.
FRIDAY:
Furnace won't turn on. Thought I had enough oil to last to April, whoops! There's another $300 to get heating oil (which I don't have and have to borrow from Mom)
Confirmed that I am not eligible for anymore unemployment extensions. My next to last paycheck is next Wednesday for $390. Then the following Wednesday I'll get my final paycheck of $4. WOO!
So thus far, this week has been amazing. Can you smell my sarcasm? I hope so!
Now, in order to keep myself SANE, I'm going to try to be positive and think some happy thoughts.
Here's a few things I'm thankful for:
I live in a house that my parents own and (technically) pay no rent.
I can always take on a boarder to help supplement my living expenses (although that's a last resort).
I own my car outright, and don't make payments, so it won't get repo'd
I will be eligible for a NEW unemployment claim, however its only $150 a week, but its better than nothing.
My tax return is en route. Its only $480, but again, its something!
There's a freezer at my parents that STOCKED full of food, that I'm more than welcome to steal from if need be.
My friends and family, who seem to have more faith in me and my abilities than I do.
So there's my happy thoughts for the day. I appreciate all your kind words too my dear readers and friends. I'm trying really hard to stay positive. And find my happy place!!!
I leave you with this pic, which totally makes me laugh:
has been good enough to guest post for me. Please enjoy!!
There comes a time in every person's life when they sit down with their family, or their significant other, or their dog, and they decide to watch a "sports" movie. This could be a football, baseball, Nascar, whatever that fuck kind of movie, but, basically, you're sitting down watching a movie about something you should probably getting your fat ass out there and doing.
And layin' off the potato chips. Just sayin'...
Anyway, that was this month's theme. Sports movies. And lemme tell you, I don't watch many of those bitches, because they are SUPER fucking cheestastic, and I ain't into that.
But I digress.
There was once a time in Christina's life when she was forced to watch this stupid damn race-"horse" movie with a zebra.
That movie was called, Racing Stripes.
Now, I don't want to ruin this movie or the "ending" or whatever for anyone who may want to watch it just to say they watched it, but, basically my review takes at least one thing into account.
You can get maybe five genuine laughs from the movie, on a good day, and that's if you find the particular humor funny. Other than that, you'll mostly be laughing at the atrocious vocal acting, shitty premise, and Hayden Panettiere's lousy ass fake country accent. Of which I should know, because I have the misfortune of possessing a legit southern accent. Fuck yeah...
As if a movie about a zebra who thinks he can be a race horse is bad enough... they give you horrible CGI flies, one voiced by the ever annoying David Spade, that just make you want to grab the nearest flyswatter, or just knock your TV over onto the floor.
And the premise? Dear God the premise! It's ridiculous, even for a family movie. There is NO WAY that a zebra could ever be good enough to race against thoroughbred race horses. It's a *cute* concept, but it's ridiculous, and doesn't lend itself to good dialogue or plot. The training sequences are boring, and the story is so outdone in every other "zero to hero" racing movie that it's blatantly pathetic.
To add insult to injury, the animals fucking talk...
They talk and they don't even say anything funny. Or enlightening. The worst part of that? THERE'S SO MANY QUALITY ACTORS, like Dustin Hoffman and Whoopi Goldberg, but their vocal performances fall tragically short of entertaining. Actually, they don't even get NEAR that mark. They're bland and lifeless.
And someone needs to kill the rooster voiced by Jeff Foxworthy. Just because the fucking movie basically takes place in a fucking redneck setting, doesn't mean you have to CAST JEFF FUCKING FOXWORTHY IN EVERY FUCKING THING BECAUSE HE IS NOT FUCKING FUNNY! GOD DAMN!
*ahem*
But... Hayden is super adorable, and at least she went on to do better shit after this, like Heroes, and, uh...
Man am I ever tired of feeling like shit. Not physically, emotionally.
This weekend was fantastic. Just what the doctor ordered. Sunshine and snow and lots of good company. (See yesterday's post)
However today, I feel like crappola again. I received a call from my old job, the one I reapplied for, is passing on me. They didn't even tell me what their reasons are... just that they won't be taking back. yay.
So I've had a bowl of ice cream and I'm sitting here wrapped in my blanket on the couch. I'm going to have a few beers later on with my friend.
I really had a good feeling about this one. I've had several people tell me that it wasn't meant to be, and that something else is coming up. Though its still hard to not feel like a loser. I just wish I knew why?
The good news is that I don't have to move. Although I was kind of looking forward to that. But I don't have to relocate, make new friends, go through that whole rigga-ma-role. And I don't have to deal with anything crazy with Mr. Man just yet (moving in together or moving across the country together or breaking up). Also I have several people interested in buying my car, so I'm hoping that will be taken care of soon. Who knows, maybe I'll have to live on that money while I continue to look for work.
Until then, I'm trying to be optimistic about the interview I had last Thursday...
