Well, I have heard no word from GIBSONS, but I do not mind. I am very… scared of a job prospect. I tried applying at a place called “Pier One” just the other day though. I am still scared of the concept of being hired.

I realized, in all my musings though, I think I like jobs that requires labor. I will be doing something and think, hey, I could do this. Like when I go to the grocery store to help my mother, I sometimes bag the things being checked out because the bagging person is gone for some reason or another.

Other times, due to OCD or something, I have an odd tendency to get as many carts together and put them into the place they belong as many people are lazy bums and leave them all over the parking lot. I enjoy rounding them up and then ramming them all together.

I also would not mind cleaning. Clean tables at a restaurant, clean the dishes, or put things in order… good times. I do not mind organizing. Half the time I am doing that anyway. Organize books, antiques, whatever. I come to do that naturally and seem to be able to make it look nice.

Another thing is packing. I like packing. Put things on shelves, unpack, load, or unload… I did not mind doing that during the move. Unpacking was my strong point. My mom told me I did not have to unpack everything in one night. I did though, put them in order or in some sort of “nice looking array” and in the end they came in and start telling me how they “really like” my room. “It’s the nicest room in the house” and all that junk.

Other things going on in my life deals with my girls. I have not seen them the past few days due to chores, errands, and shopping and many other things. They are looking for part time jobs as well and have been dealing with the dreaded SAT. God I hated that. Like me, they struggle with math. I am hoping for them though. If worst comes to worst, they can try again next time. I just hope they will at least get a good score on the literary area that will even out any bad test area – that is how it worked fro my brother and mother anyway.

My sister is off in Mexico I believe and is staying with a person who works with my dad. My dad is alone up north and is stuck with my sister’s annoying dog. My eldest brother is in the capitol and is starting to disgust my parents with his sloth-like ways and lack of ever having a job. (Well, he has had one at Wal-Mart, but he stopped going when he got sick of it or something of such without giving notice. He can be such a bum.)

Everything is as usual around here. So far, my mom has not, from what I assume, kept up with the “get things when we need them instead of all at once.” I may be wrong though. Perhaps that is why I am out more often. (Gah, the sunlight! My skin!)

Oh, there is something that has gone on which is out of the usual. We had a flea infestation. As it is, I am the only one with the correct body heat to attract them out of all the humans in the household. My brother’s cat had little, but my mother’s dog and mine had cities of them that, if still alive, would likely soon have a country by now.

I am still covered in bites, but am good. My cat should have none on him with all the precautions I did and my mother’s dog damn well better not have them since he was the damnable thing that brought them into the house!

Well, anyway, SED came along around the seventh, but it seems I have not had a depression for a while. Maybe it is due to lack of stress nowadays. Yay. My sleeping is still erratic as usual and meds still cost an atrocious amount. I am missing Eileen and Erin though and hope to see them at some point.

My mouse is screwed up for some reason. Dammit! I scanned for viruses and all that good stuff as well. Maybe it is not the mouse and something else. Argh.

Also, another notice, I started a story the day after my last entry on this. I have fifty pages written in WinWord but now am in a slump from using so much juice every night. Oh well. I will put it away and if it ever comes again… Whoo!

Sigh.

I suppose that is it other than that my dad will be coming down for 4th of July. He will be staying a week. 🙂

~ The Vampire Sheep… Bah!