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Yeahokay
I WAS a very happy kitty for most of last night and this morning.
Why? Jeni has a job. Temporary, but it gives me money and its for a good cause. Get Bush the fsk out of office! *proudly displays her Kerry buttons adorning her backpack straps*
But the reason its past tense 'was', is because my freaking father.
Yeah, I figured living with him was going to be hell, and of course after a week of playing nice with eachother we're starting to step on toes and get on nerves more and more, no matter how much I try not to let that happen.
But this morning as I'm getting ready to leave, he informs me that I still have to job hunt.
W...T...F...
I GOT A JOB YOU FUCKER. >< I'm going in to JobCorps RIGHT after this job is over and you know this as well as I do!
God I wanted to scream at him. But I just nodded my head, muttered 'whatever' very softly and left. I haven't hunted at all, just went and played voulenteer phone person over at the Democratic office in Gresham after my Foodstamps meeting and hanging at the library for bit.
Just to apease him I may hunt tomorrow but I'm not going to make it as strong as an effort as I did before.
I do love my father, despite how much he pisses me off...
but I wonder how long I really can keep my mouth shut like this.