kiwi_submissive
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my old kitty passed away today. I'll miss him; he was a good cat. I'm alright, though. It was his time.
I am sorry to hear that. I hope you have alot of happy memories of him.
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my old kitty passed away today. I'll miss him; he was a good cat. I'm alright, though. It was his time.
my old kitty passed away today. I'll miss him; he was a good cat. I'm alright, though. It was his time.

my old kitty passed away today. I'll miss him; he was a good cat. I'm alright, though. It was his time.
Meeting with my boss and his boss on 8th May, called at my request. I intend to tell them exactly what I think of their decisions and the way they've been implemented in the last 9 months, and then I intend to resign (unless they give me hard promises that things will change, fundamentally and FAST - and I really don't think they WILL give me those promises).
The only challenge will be getting through the half-day meeting and saying all I need to say without breaking down and crying like a two-year-old when I talk about the months of exploitation and unhappiness and having my opinions and advice utterky ignored. That stuff hurts me so badly and has had me so stressed for so long that saying it all without breaking down will constitute a minor miracle. But it's a miracle I somehow HAVE To perform.
I'm on 3 months' notice. That is going to be one hell of an awkward 3 months, after everything I say to them.
Meeting with my boss and his boss on 8th May, called at my request. I intend to tell them exactly what I think of their decisions and the way they've been implemented in the last 9 months, and then I intend to resign (unless they give me hard promises that things will change, fundamentally and FAST - and I really don't think they WILL give me those promises).
The only challenge will be getting through the half-day meeting and saying all I need to say without breaking down and crying like a two-year-old when I talk about the months of exploitation and unhappiness and having my opinions and advice utterky ignored. That stuff hurts me so badly and has had me so stressed for so long that saying it all without breaking down will constitute a minor miracle. But it's a miracle I somehow HAVE To perform.
I'm on 3 months' notice. That is going to be one hell of an awkward 3 months, after everything I say to them.
Grace, thats great to hear *hugs* maybe wear steel cap shoes so you don't break any more toes. They are so painful and annoying.

Good for you and your success, graceWhat is an ideal protein diet?
You toot away Gracie, that is fabulous! You must feel like a new person? Awesome, awesome news!

Wow, that is awesome!
That is fantastic! Congrats!

Meeting with my boss and his boss on 8th May, called at my request. I intend to tell them exactly what I think of their decisions and the way they've been implemented in the last 9 months, and then I intend to resign (unless they give me hard promises that things will change, fundamentally and FAST - and I really don't think they WILL give me those promises).
The only challenge will be getting through the half-day meeting and saying all I need to say without breaking down and crying like a two-year-old when I talk about the months of exploitation and unhappiness and having my opinions and advice utterly ignored. That stuff hurts me so badly and has had me so stressed for so long that saying it all without breaking down will constitute a minor miracle. But it's a miracle I somehow HAVE to perform.
I'm on 3 months' notice. That is going to be one hell of an awkward 3 months, after everything I say to them.
Only tourists go to a northwest beach in a swimsuit. *sneers*
Well, tourists and kids.
Well, there are those three days in late July.
Meeting with my boss and his boss on 8th May, called at my request. I intend to tell them exactly what I think of their decisions and the way they've been implemented in the last 9 months, and then I intend to resign (unless they give me hard promises that things will change, fundamentally and FAST - and I really don't think they WILL give me those promises).
The only challenge will be getting through the half-day meeting and saying all I need to say without breaking down and crying like a two-year-old when I talk about the months of exploitation and unhappiness and having my opinions and advice utterly ignored. That stuff hurts me so badly and has had me so stressed for so long that saying it all without breaking down will constitute a minor miracle. But it's a miracle I somehow HAVE to perform.
I'm on 3 months' notice. That is going to be one hell of an awkward 3 months, after everything I say to them.
The advice the others gave you is pretty much what I would have said if I had gotten into this discussion earlier, and would add that you have the RIGHT to be angry, coldly so. So... if you can swing the mood internally, keep in mind that you are absolutely frosted at them for their fuck-ups; hold your voice (and mind) in that same coldly disgusted tone that you would use on a "dirty old man" who would walk up to you in the park and expose himself: "Put that thing away before a bird flies up and tries to feed it to her nestlings!"Thanks to the people who responded to my last post. Each of you has made me cry, dammit!![]()
last exam!!
The advice the others gave you is pretty much what I would have said if I had gotten into this discussion earlier, and would add that you have the RIGHT to be angry, coldly so. So... if you can swing the mood internally, keep in mind that you are absolutely frosted at them for their fuck-ups; hold your voice (and mind) in that same coldly disgusted tone that you would use on a "dirty old man" who would walk up to you in the park and expose himself: "Put that thing away before a bird flies up and tries to feed it to her nestlings!"
As for making you cry, I don't want to, not here. I'd much rather do it with a cane or crop or paddle.![]()
Good luck with those morons, darlin'. Rip 'em a new one!


WOO HOO!! I have officially passed all my exams...and the primarily-didactic portion of my education is FINALLY OVER!! Into clinicals next week
My day didn't turn out to be near as eventful, as my potential buyer wasn't able to make it today. I'll still run later (I haven't eaten great today, gotta burn some extra calories!!), but that's less TIME. I did spend way too much money at Target, but I got some extra clothes I needed and also a bunch of just day to day living things. And notebooks for clinicals as well![]()
Sorry I haven't been posting much, wife has been with me in Tokyo since late April and we are having fun and I am busy.![]()
*Sigh*
I'm going to start writing again.
I never stopped writing, in the sense of no longer putting words to a page. I do that now because I have to pay the bills somehow. But web content and blog posts for SEO doesn't truly count as "writing" in my mind, even if other people do pay me to do it.
It's time to do more. I've always said I'd do it when I had more time or less writing to do for work or whatever, but that's clearly an excuse. If I wait for a better time, I'll spend my whole life waiting, and I'll die, having wasted the one gift I have.
I don't have the ability to write long pieces now. So it'll be short poems, vignettes, brief humorous anecdotes from my actual life, whatever, the fact that I'm awful at poetry and even more awful at fiction notwithstanding.
I feel that if I make myself sit down at the end of each day and write, even if only for 10 or 15 minutes, then eventually, I'll get a good idea and will be able to run with it.
I'm doing it in a blog to make myself be accountable. I've already signed up for a new Wordpress account strictly for this. I'm going to think up a name for the damned thing and get started on Monday.
Aaaaand that was way more than a blurt, wasn't it?
BiBun, I have only one thing to tell you. GO FOR IT!!!

Why do I continue to torture myself bringing up memories of a past that will never be again?