For those unaware, (most of you) my girl M lost her job on St. Patrick's due to a stupid and probably illegal process. So, if I am not on here so much, it's because she's around in my free time and it's my true nature to be social, despite it being against my conditioning. Yes, I'm a mixed up so and so.

I finished my contribution to the Trubble Club and wasn't even the last to finish. Now I await the finished project to see what it's fate will be. , what's the story? What do you need from me?

Beyond that, I'm working my job, and it's a job. Right now, I need to be finding a second and then I will likely vanish. I come home aching and then I get up also in a bit of pain. On top of that, I get broken nails, which are painful, and somehow I managed to break that bit of connective tissue at the bottom of the inside of my lip where it connects to my jaw. And trust me, that's fun.

My car had to have a rocker arm replaced so that the belt on the drive train (I think? If I knew about cars, I wouldn't be working at Wal Mart...) would remain in place and my power steering would not conk out and the battery light would stay off and the engine would not overheat. At least it was a relatively easy fix, even if the money's not there. Still malfunctioning: the rear passenger window is being held in place with tape and the front driver side spring is shot. Never EVER buy a Pontiac...

Too much fun...

Need to catch up with Secret Wars... retconning!