Hm. =/

Job hunting is going slow in this horrid heat. I'm miserable from 8 in the morning until about 12 at night, but I'm dealing with it...seriously, though, heat and I = x.x;
Anyway, I went to a staffing agency in Portland today. She doesn't have anything for office/clearical/customer service/food service yet but she said to call back Monday. Might get a call from Avenue and a place called Archfitters. The last one eeeds some office work done so I gave the dude at the Beaverton store my resume on a disk.
After I got done at the staffing place I figured I'd putter around a bit since I really don't want to go back to the apartment, so I went to the Multnomah County Library to hang for a bit and use the computer since my time at home is restricted. Stupid dail up...

Mike says I should try again with Dad since we need to some how get that stuff out of Carol's shed. Arg. I really don't want to. I just know he's going to blow me off again. Adding to this contiuing, never ending, constantly in drama family problem, I think Mike's upset with me for making use of his credit card. >< His emails have been quite short with me, demanding that I call him. I gave him some excuse and said I'd do it when I got home. I won't. I'll unpack some, maybe sleep, then get online and say I forgot. <.<;

*sighs* The depression is getting worse again. Everything I do reminds me of Mom, and I cry constantly, even if I'm just sitting on the MAX minding my own buisness. Its horrid...I just want it to go away but all I can do is sit back and go "...this is my life now." and that brings me down worse then anything. She was the one person I could trust completely, that I could always turn to no matter what.

Goddess...why does this have to hurt so damn much...?