| subject: | Updated Life |
| post date: | 2008-05-21 13:12:25 |
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Casper/Mills/Evansville, WY... The coolest things about it (so far) are that my friend RyotGrrl lives out here and that I noticed a sign that said "NERD" as I was coming into the airport. The job is ok, but I'm lacking some skills with one of the welding processes and it's holding me back in pay.
The living situation is a wholly different story. In the week plus days that I've been here, My crew has been to four different hotels: Shilo Inn, Ramada Inn, Showboat, and Westside. At the Ramada, they booked me and two others in the suite under MY name, and then one of the others spent $200 on long-distance calls. I get nothing back. In fact, the flight, hotel, $100 advance and tools ALL come out of my checks at a max of $300/wk. Mind you the pay is good, if I can get the overtime, but still.. What with an apartment back in Seattle, the hotels here and the money coming out of my checks, I expect to lose about 10-20 lbs.
In other news, my camera has turned up missing...
Up ahead in this hour of Arthur Bitches: Piercings gone terribly wrong, My anus is bleeding, and Dear God, where's my beer?
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I had a strange dream night before last.
I was going to die. The how was unimportant, just that I WAS going to die. There was a "Living Wake". All my friends were there, including some long since passed.
My ex, Erica, was also there - Erica being the one whom I had a REALLY bad breakup with (see "Worst letter ever received".) Everyone was happy for me, acted like I was to be celebrated for the things I'd done. I was confused beyond measure, as I've yet to reconcile some of my heinous history.
I remember falling to my knees at Erica's feet and blubbering a most sincere apology. In the way she sat and the way the lighting caught, she was a queen. She simply smiled and hugged me, saying, "Everything is going to be alright. Don't worry over pettiness of our pasts."
It was too much to bear.
I went over to the podium, where Ty (ex-bf, deceased 2002) was giving a speech. My friend, Jeneca, and her youngest sister, Kelsey, were there next to me. I picked up Kelsey and she laughed and hugged me tight.
Again came the words "Everything is going to be alright."
In a few moments, where everyone stood around me, smiling, eyes wet from joyous tears, a casket appeared from the floor. As I lay down, Pachelbel's Canon played. My eyes closed, and warmth engulfed me as I thought to myself, "Everything is going to be alright."
I woke to a soaked pillow and a refreshed feeling such as I haven't had since I left Portland. |
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