Jan. 3rd, 2011

thene: Nono, the moogle mechanic from FFXII (moogle love)
I'm on the mend - got through the class with minimal OH GOD I'M DYING, and I'm less physically disoriented than I was, but still not capable of brain. In spite of having some fascinating emails to reply to (only one of which requires brainbleach), I'm not even capable of pairing meta, o what.



I have some arg about tax filing; I do seem to be a dead cert for getting a job at this place close to home, but the manager seems a little uptight? Idk, idk. I'm massively sick and even if I hadn't, it being class constituted a bad day because some of the other people there were total muppets. :/ She's a motorcycle enthusiast, and, like an awful lot of people who know tax law, has a lot of bugbears about it; she wants rid of EIC, which is fricking fine by me because do I ever not care about your white American babies.

Apart from the stupid commute, my problem with the place I worked last year was a) the Foxtardia, and b) one of my two bosses there, who was nasty and snippy and often blamed me for things that weren't simply not my fault but which hadn't actually happened. HOWEVER, my other boss was certifiably one of the most wonderful human beings in GA in spite of being a Foxtard and I also got to hit on the delish B, whose milfery rated a variant to an existing item on The List. (At one point, she suggested we move to Utah and get married.) Is it worth turning my back on them? Idk, ask me in three months. Not sure if want, not sure what want, except to move to a place where Foxtardia or the temporary absence thereof is not a factor in my survival.

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